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It was the winter after I turned 18 when, right before Christmas, I came down with the flu. I dreaded going to the doctor, but my Mom insisted, getting me an appointment on a late Friday afternoon. She was supposed to drive me there, but she telephoned, saying she couldn't get off of work. So somehow I drove myself. A little bit about me. I'm 5' 6" and weigh maybe 145 pounds. Blonde hair that's just about shoulder length. And hazel eyes. Being small older men loved me but none had fucked me yet because they didn't believe I was 18. So off I go to the doctor. I had scarcely walked through the door of the doctor's office when a wave of something hit me - leaving me feeling like shit. Even so there was paperwork to complete, so by the time the nurse came to lead me back to the examination room to get my vitals, the waiting room was empty. After the nurse had taken my blood pressure, temperature, and other routine tests, she remarked "The doctor will be with you shortly." Perhaps five minutes later HE walked in. Dr. William Bell. Six feet, seven inches and perfectly lean, salt and pepper hair. In his mid 50's. My type of man. I was hard instantly. Dr. Bell told the nurse she could go ahead, that he would lock-up, Dr. Bell and I chatted for several minutes until the nurse left and Dr. Bell asked me to undress to check for any abnormalities. I was slightly embarrassed because my cock was hard and I was leaking precum. Dr. Bell didn't pay any attention as his hands poked and prodded at my body. Dr. Bell then had me lay back on the bed and put my feet in the stirrups so he could check my prostrate. I thought that was kind of strange considering anybody could tell I had the flu. But he was a doctor so - well, whatever. I felt somewhat vulnerable given my ass was exposed, but at the same time I was still turned-on. Dr. Bell then startled me, asking if I had ever had anything in my ass. "No," I replied. He responded with a big smile as he murmurred "Just relax," inserting his index finger into my ass. I was so excited and nervous that I didn't notice Dr. Bell hadn't pulled-on a glove on to check my prostrate. As his finger entered my ass my load exploded. I was beyond embarrased, but to my surprise Dr. Bell didn't remove his finger, but rather inserted a second finger. He then scooped up my cum and fed it to me. Before long I was hard again and moaning like a bitch in heat. I noticed a couple of times what felt like him scratching inside my ass. It hurt slightly but the pleasure was far greater than the pain. After a few minutes Dr. Bell inserted a third finger in my ass really opening me up. After Dr. Bell had my ass where he wanted he lowered his pants. I nearly fainted at the size of his cock. It was a full nine inches long and as thick as a coke bottle. I also noticed a scorpion tattoo but I didn't know what it meant. He told me he was going to really destroy my immune system. Positioning himself at the foot of the bed, his cock aligned with my ass, and for better or worse before I could object to the prospects of that monster entering my ass, Dr. Bell shoved his cock all the way into my hole. I all but fainted from the pain. When I came to Dr. Bell was fucking my ass with a steady, powerful rhythm. It started feeling really good and I didn't think about asking about a condom, reasoning to myself "After all he is a doctor so what could happen?" My own cock was now hard again and I was on the edge of having another orgasm. After a few more minutes Dr. Bell really picked up the pace and was fucking me like a man possessed, so it wasn't surprising when Dr Bell let out a growl and unloaded what felt like a gallon of cum in my ass. This sent me over the edge and I exploded all over my chest. Kissing me hard, Dr Bell said "In two weeks I want to see you again." He also inserted a butt plug in my ass saying he said he would call me when it was time to remove it. Oh, by the way, Dr. Bell did indeed write me out a prescription to combat the flu. He also said "Welcome to the club," but didn't elaborate. Nearly two weeks have passed since I saw Dr. Bell, and I am still down with the flu. I can't wait to see Dr. Bell again and find out why.

Part 5 I was cumming so hard that at first the ight coming on didn't register. Then someone was saying, "Hey, wow, you're actually breeding the straight guy!?" The guy who had just fucked me, didn't answer, he just smiled as he got up. I was still too stunned and drunk to speak. Just still laying there trying to figure out what the hell had just happened. There were two guys that had come in the door and I realized that they had been the two in the living room making out, before. They were both naked with hard cocks in hand and definitely large ones, at that. As the guy who had just fucked me got off of the bed, they both walked up to the bed and were staring at my hole as I had not lowered my legs. One of them said, "Wow, not only did you breed him but you did it bareback as well and there is cum leaking out of his hole." I was still trying to comprehend what had happened and didn't register that much. Then one of the newcomers, leaned over the bed at my ass and then his head dove in and his tongue licked my tender hole. I found myself moaning involuntarily and then his tongue entered my hole and I gasped. Without my control my legs just opened wider up as he rimmed me good, licking up the leaking cum and then driving his tongue into me to get more. Then he quickly climbed on the bed and the next thing I knew, he was on top of me and his big cock was driving into me. I tried to say no, but his mouth covered mine and his tongue drove deep into my mouth stifling my protest. Then he leaned back a little and told me, "I can't help it. Your hole is so hot and tight, I had to do this." Then he commenced to fuck me hard and fast. Almost immediately, I found myself thrusting my ass at him to get more an the intense feelings pleasure overwhelmed me. again. We drove our entire bodies at each other in a frenzy of lust. I just found myself carried away by the feelings and closed my eyes and enjoyed the moment. He pounded my hole crazily and for a good 5 minutes, before I felt a change and his cock seemed to grow and get harder and his thrusts became erratic. Then he almost yelled, "Here it comes. I am going to fill your hole so full of cum. Get ready to take my poz load deep." With that he drove into me as deep and hard as he could and I felt his cock throbbing. He ground his cock around and around in me as he was cumming and then as his cock finally softened he slipped out of me. He quickly got up smiling and said something about, I hope that takes hold good in you, whatever that meant. The other guy almost pushed him out of the way as he climbed between my legs and wham his cock was driven deep into me before I could say anything. He was immediately pounding away. I was totally lost to lust. I couldn't protest, just went with it and continued to thrust my ass hard as he thrust into me. We were both in a huge rush. I could feel my cock growing and tingling again. He reamed my hole with almost a vengeance. We drove at each other, over and over and over. All too soon, although it was another good 15 or so minutes, I felt his cock get harder and then my own cock also, Then with a last deep crashing thrust, I felt his cock start to throb as he was cumming in me and my own cock blew another huge load almost at the same time. We ground at each other, both of us moaning and groaning in passion. Then it was over and as his soft cock plopped out of my hole he was saying, "Man, that was intense. I love pozzing a hole and now a formerly straight one at that was really wild." I still did not understand what he meant, but didn't care at the time. I was spent and satisfied completely and could hardly move. I just laid thiere for a while with my legs still in the air and spread savoring the feelings.

Living in Minnesota, as a Middle-Aged Black Bear Bottom; I am all but ignored at many a sex parties or treated as the expected top I am not. So whenever I can travel to NYC, DC or Atlanta for sex I do so and I tend to have a lot of fun! A few weeks back I went to New York City for a concert; spending only the weekend there and arriving in late due to a delayed flight I had little time to sightsee, party and more; but I made it work. After a false start, dropping in on the SCUM party which seemed to me to be more of a party for the Trans community; which as me not being a member there was little action for me. Yet I can tell that our Trans sisters in attendance enjoyed themselves. After that bust; I ran out to the Cock which always amazes me that a bar that still serves alcohol can have that much going on in the dark. I took a few dicks while there but no one came in me; they all were waiting and waiting and a few of those that climbed up my hole called it a night early. So that left Saturday night after the concert as the only chance I had for fun; and I wasn’t going to miss out. I got up went to the Jamiroqaui concert and afterwards dropped in Paddles NYC for the after-hour party; where the darkroom was packed. It was there that all the weekend misses would be forgiven. Especially considering that I had an early flight home; I knew time was of the essence. I stripped and rocked my Jockstrap exposes the bubble butt and my prepped hole for those who wanted to try it out. Luckily no one wasted time checking out the goods; and soon I was bent over the pipe taking a nice hard dick up my hole and enjoying the long and short strokes he was offering up. After a good amount of time; he moved on leaving my yearning for a load and more importantly more cock up my hole; but ask and one shall receive. And a short circle around the room I found someone else who wanted to test out my hole and sir waited no time in pounding my hole. He was a dominant top who took control of both my ass and my mouth; ensuring that I sucked off only who he wanted me to and when he wanted me to. He fucked my hard and within time his breathing got a little more rough and his pounding a little more urgent and shortly after he was telling me to take his load; never asking if I wanted it just loading up his “bitch”. After that he turned me to cock I was sucking and offered up my freshly loaded hole to the guy I was servicing; and he waited no time in jumping up my hole and using the cum as lube to pound away. In less time than the dominant cock he loaded me up as well; asking me if I wanted his load too. I assured him I did and took it like the bitch I am. After than a few more guys used my ass as their personal playground and many left there mark in there as well. However knowing that I had a 7am flight; the amount of fun I was having I pushed it too long and too late. I left Paddles and got back to my hotel and had to pack up; quickly shower and then head out to JFK for my flight home. The most fun part of this experience was flying home knowing that I had about 4 loads in me. It was a piggish secret that I wanted to share with everyone; and as I was leaking cum into my shorts I may not have remained a secret for the flight home, especially with my connection in Chicago!

7. Cal I kept my eyes down as I waited for the elevator. I was painfully aware of Hector staring at me; it was impossible for me to meet his eyes after he had used me. What he put me through wasn't that much worse than other scenes; it was the degree that Hector didn't care. I poked the "up" button again, hoping that it would make the elevator come more quickly. It was probably only a few seconds later, but it felt like hours; I was terrified that Hector would make some comment. Finally, the elevator arrived. I stepped on the elevator, ignoring the sudden burn in the depths of my gut. I jabbed "52," wishing only once, that we were on a lower floor. The burning had gotten worse, and I realized that Hector had dosed me. I had only a few more minutes before I was a complete sex-pig. The doors closed, and the elevator began the slow ride up. I pulled out my phone. "Hey. When are you coming?" I texted Vic. Over the years, Vic had fallen in and out of my life. I always welcomed him back, because when he fucked me, it was always amazing. "Soon. One last errand for Sean and me to do." Sean was his partner. "You need some extra?" he added, leaving little question of the nature of the errand. "Just got dosed," I texted back. The burn was continuing. My hunger was only growing. I needed something in my hole. Anything. "That wasn't a no. I'll be there as soon as I can," Vic replied. "And make sure my tweaker boys what get what they need" My ass twitched, thinking about sliding down on Vic's fat eight-inch dick and blowing clouds with him. I'm sure Sean be doing the same with my Jon. The tina was hitting me hard, and the darker thoughts were emerging from hiding. I remembered the way his tina-powdered dick had burned when he forced it in my hole. I remembered the things I had done to please him, and I remembered how much Jon had loved to watch the show. My ears popped, as we cleared the twenty-fifth floor. I rubbed up against the railing, pressing my asshole against the hard brass pipe. I needed to get it together, but I had no idea how much crystal Hector had put inside me. I just needed to keep it normal until Vic came over. He'd dealt with me before, horny and tweaked and hungry. The rest of the ride up seemed to go faster. Of course, no one was getting on or off. I stepped into the condo and kicked off my shoes. The place was quiet, which meant the three men were likely still sleeping in our master bedroom. I could sneak into the guest room, and once alone, I would be able to relax a bit. Of course, in my current mood, relaxing would mean finding a nice dildo and fucking myself with it while I cruised for more men to breed my hole. I was walking through the kitchen, almost to the guest bedroom, when I ran into Seth. "Oh, hi," I said, forcing myself to stay calm. He had been sitting at the counter, staring at his phone. He was shirtless; the bright morning light accentuated his muscles and revealed a light spray of brown hair across his chest. I tried not to react. But when he noticed me, he suddenly stood up. He was wearing a pair of running shorts. The cut and color looked familiar, but my attention was held by the thick pole straining against the fabric. "Oh. Hey," he said. I looked up long enough to see that he was turning red, before my hungry hole forced my attention back to his boner. "I hope you don't mind," he continued. It hit me that he was wearing my running shorts. "I needed something to wear." Him wearing my shorts only made it easier for me to get him out of them. "And if I said it wasn't ok?" "Well," he started. Then he smiled. "Well. I'd have to take them off." "And what would you do if I told you it was ok?" "Hmm." He thought for a second. "Make you take off your shorts for me." In the drug-clouded moment, he was definitely the smarter one of us. "It's cool. You can wear my gear." "Good. I figured. Although it was hard to tell who owned what." I pulled off my shirt. Between the sex and the drugs, it was damp with sweat. I tossed it to Seth. He caught it with a practiced ease. His natural athleticism had reminded me of JP; despite his strength and stamina, Jon was always a bit awkward. Seth buried his nose in my t-shirt. "Goddamn," he said, looking up. He took another deep sniff of my sweaty shirt. "Your sweat." He took another hit, like a cocksucker on poppers. "You like it?" I asked. Seth's free hand dropped to his groin. He ran his palm over the length of his dick. "Fuck yeah. Smells so damn good." He looked up again, his face no longer red with embarrassment, but now red with lust and passion. Before he could say anything else, I stepped right up to him, close enough that, if it were not for the running shorts, our dicks would have touched. I leaned in and kissed him. His lips were just as soft as I remembered, but he surprised me by pushing his tongue into my mouth. He slung the towel over his shoulder, and reached for my ass, squeezing it hard. "You want that ass?" I asked. "Fuck yeah," Seth grunted. I wrapped my arms around him, and pulled him against me. His cock pressed up against mine. Due to the tina in my blood, the pairing was one of opposites: his masculine hardness against my tina softness. He let go of my ass, and pushed his hand in under my shorts. He felt me up a bit, then paused, then carefully ran a finger along the strap of my jock. It led him directly to my hole. "Sweaty jock strap," Seth muttered. "Nice." "Yeah?" I mumbled. I pushed away from him, stepped back, and turned around, with my legs spread. I carefully pushed down my running shorts, giving Seth a careful show of my ass. Stealing glances back, he was still stroking his shaft. "You want to see me sweat?" I asked him. "Fuck me." "Yeah?" Seth asked me back. "You want this?" The thick ridge of his dickhead was etched into the thin fabric, as he pulled the running shorts tight over his cock. "Hell yeah," I said. I stepped out of my shorts; I was just wearing a pair of sneakers. I was still young enough to pull off college jock, and I made sure that I put it to full effect. "Fucking pound my holes." "Damn. Like one of those soccer jocks in the locker room." "Begging you to fuck him." Seth didn't reply immediately. Instead, he pushed down his shorts, letting his hard fat cock escape. It flopped down slightly; in the daylight, it looked bigger than I remembered. He kicked off the shorts, and then he was naked. Naked and erect, he seemed like a young god, waiting to spread his seed. He grabbed his dick. "You want this, you gotta know. I only bareback." I was bent over, staring at him through my legs. I reached back and spread my ass cheeks apart, exposing my hole to him. "I don't use rubbers. Ever." I ran a finger around my hole. It was slick with Hector's sperm; I thought I could almost feel the last few bits of crystal dissolve into the wetness. "Fuck yeah," Seth said. He was stroking his cock. I turned back to face him, and dropped down to my knees. I was a bit taller than Seth, but I leaned in a bit, and my mouth was precisely level with his cock. "Go ahead," he said. "Get me wet." I opened my mouth, leaned in, and allowed his dickhead to slide into me. "Oh god," Seth moaned, as I flicked my tongue over his cockhead. It was already wet with pre-cum, the uniquely sweet taste of youth and innocence. I remembered when my cum had tasted like that; but finishing college had helped me grow up, and moving in with Jon and JP had replaced my innocence with an impish depravity. I didn't regret the loss. It wasn't even a loss; it was just my life then was different. Seth ran his hand over my head. It was a casual, but intimate touch. He was laying claim to me for at least as long as it took to get off. The crystal made it so easy to give myself up to the blond muscle god. Fuck. And the night before, it was me who was fucking his mouth. He pushed me down on his dick, almost instinctively pressing harder when I choked, and forced me to take another inch of his cock. "Get me wet," he grunted, and pushed still more of his dick into my throat. "Mmmph," I grunted, suddenly aware that I could no longer breath. At least it was not an unfamiliar situation for me; it had barely been an hour since I had serviced Josh. Before I even knew I should gag, I repressed the instinct. Seth noticed. "Fuck, man, massage my dick like that again." He held my head in place and forced the last bit of his dickshaft into my mouth. I couldn't help but gag; a few drops of spit drooled from my mouth. "Damn," he said, noticing my reaction. "Fucking choking on it." I nodded in agreement, swallowing as quickly as I could in order to massage the full length of his cock, and ward off the inevitable choking sensation. But before that happened, Seth pulled his dick almost all the way out. "Yeah," I managed to say, before Seth decided that I had recovered sufficiently. "So, why don't you take it all?" Seth pushed his dick all the way back in. He didn't even give me a chance to fully open my mouth, much less prepare my throat for his thrust and penetration. Despite my lack of preparation, I still managed to take almost all of it. Seth rewarded me with a smile. "Fuck that feels good," he said. I nodded my head. His dick was already buried deep in my throat, and breathing was impossible, much less speaking. I was kneeling down and my lips were wrapped around his shaft. Once more, I was a cocksucker, and I was reveling in the simplicity of the role. All I had to care about was pleasuring Seth. Anything else was secondary. I continued sucking him off, working my way all the way down his shaft, then focusing on his head, then back down to the base. It didn't matter what I did; the young man was horny enough that anything I did elicited a moan of pleasure. Finally, he managed to speak. "I want to fuck you," Seth said, pushing me off his cock. It was a brief shock, to suddenly have no cock in me at all. I stared at the stiff shaft right in front of me, watching it glisten from my spit and his pre-cum. I wanted to suck on it all morning long. But I also wanted him to fuck me with it. "Sure," I said. I stood up, grabbed Seth by the balls, and gently lead him to the kitchen counter. "Just need a bit of lube," I said. "Of course," Seth said. I opened the cabinet. It was the one filled with our meds, vitamins, and supplements. But it also had bottle of poppers. I reached back behind the bottles of Triumeq and found the small brown bottle. I noticed Seth staring at the multiple shelves of pills. "Yeah," I said. "That's what we deal with." "Well, I've got one. And I still have to remember to it," Seth said. "I need to do that this morning." "But there's something you need to do first," I reminded him. The delay was mutually beneficial. I wanted to get fucked by him, and I wanted him to be my poz-brother. It was probably the tina talking, but there was a bond between the two of us. It was more than just the traditional bond of a cocksucker and a dickdonor. It was something deeper, something closer to what I felt for Jon or JP. I felt a bond with him. I wanted him for more than just a fun weekend stealth pozzing. I wanted him to share the full experience of male sexuality with me, even the darkest and most depraved moments. I was familiar enough with the feelings that I knew it was mostly the crystal talking, but I didn't care. His young cock was hard, nestled in my ass crack. "Yeah?" Seth asked. His dick was now pressing up against my hole. He was gently rubbing it back and forth. It wouldn't take much for it to slip into me. "What do I need to do?" "Fuck me," I said. I reached for the bottle of olive oil on the counter, and let a few drops fall from the spout and onto Seth's dickhead. "Wait, is that safe?" Seth asked. "I thought you shouldn't use olive oil." I smiled. He was like a wary puppy dog, constantly checking in and reminding himself that he wasn't putting himself at risk. "It's just not safe for condoms." I made a show of looking around. "I don't see any condoms around here." "I don't want a rubber coming between us," Seth said. "I don't want anything between us," I replied. I poured more of the oil on Seth's dick. He stroked his shaft a few times, making sure it was properly greased up. "Give it to me," I said, as I took a long hit from the poppers. "Hell yeah," Seth said, and pushed his dick up against my hole. The poppers hit, and all I wanted was his dick inside me. My hole stretched open and his dickhead pushed into me. I could barely put up any resistance; I was still recovering from Hector's fucking. "Oh, fuck!" he grunted, as his stiff shaft slid into my hole. I was hungry, and Seth's cock was exactly what I was craving. "OH FUCK," Seth grunted again. "Your hole is fucking swallowing my dick." "OH FUCK," he repeated himself. I knew exactly what his dick was feeling. The heat of a worked-out hole. The wetness of a loaded-up hole. The hunger of a tweaked-out hole. It was his first time, and it was going to be memorable. "That feels so," he trailed off. The words for the feelings didn't really exist in any human language; we were powerless to describe them. "Be quiet," I said. It was better not to try. "Focus on my hole. Focus on fucking it." "Hell yeah," he said. It wasn't really a thought. It was just an acknowledgement that the animal had been unleashed. He pulled out from me suddenly, then before I could even gasp, he slammed back into me. Even though I had just been raped by Hector, I wasn't prepared for the vigor and youthful intensity of Seth's pounding. "Damn, this is nice. Your hole feels so fucking hot." He pulled out, then pushed back into me. Each of the strokes had gotten him a bit deeper in my hole, until now, I felt his balls hit my ass. "So, fucking...fucking...welcoming." It was easy to let myself to relax and to allow him to penetrate me. Even the merest thought of protest had been washed from my mind by the insistent, unrelenting clouds. "And so damn wet," he said. He paused for a second, his dickhead deep in my guts. He pulled out. It was slow and deliberate, and he didn't pause until just the tip was barely in my hole. "Wet," he grunted, then pushed his cock all the way into me. He wrapped a muscular arm around my chest and pressed his head against mine. "Is this how I felt when I was full of cum?" I asked. I clenched my ass around his dick. He had felt Hector's semen. "I dunno," I said. "What does it feel like to you?" "Oh god," Seth said. His dick twitched and dribbled some pre-cum. There was one more man's DNA in my hole. "So many feelings. Dark. Sexy. Dangerous. Exciting. Dirty. Arousing. Depraved. Sleazy." He paused for a second, thrusting his hips against my ass, forcing his cock deeper into me. "Only one feeling. Pleasure." I twisted back, and our lips met. He forced his tongue into my mouth, asserting his control over me. We kissed forever, his cock finding a perfect rhythm to fuck me, and my hole accepting every thrust. With his other hand, he reached around and grabbed the basket of my jock strap. I was surprised enough to break off the kiss. "Yeah," I said, finally answering his question. "Yeah. That's how you feel when you're full of cum." "Goddamn," Seth said. "Fucking like nothing else." "You've never done it before?" I asked. Somehow, I had just assumed Seth had topped raw before. "Once. And it was amazing. But you're, god. astounding. So, fucking wet. So, fucking..." "Hungry?" I asked, as I pushed back on his shaft. "Yeah. Hungry." His hand wrapped around my cock. I had just started to party, and I wasn't yet totally soft. "But?" Seth asked, expecting my long, stiff erection of the previous night. "I'm getting fucked this morning," I said. "That's all you need to focus on." "Fuck yeah," Seth said. "Could fuck this hole every morning," he continued, but I barely heard his words. His cock was deceptive; it looked only slightly thicker but normal. As impossible as it seems, Seth's dick had managed to stretch me out well beyond what Hector's dick had done. I could only think about the dick in my hole. It was massaging my prostate, and the fabric of my jockstrap had gotten wet. The slow leak of pre-cum was now a steady dribble. "Goddamn! Your hole is so fucking wet." He leaned in to kiss me once more. Our bodies pressed against each other; his skin was warm and sweaty. Our tongues explored each other's mouths; I hoped he couldn't taste the cum in my mouth. "How many loads you have in you?" he asked. He pressed his dick into me; I could feel the cum seep around his fat cockhead. "How many men fucked you?" "Only one," I said. "One load." I had swallowed Josh's load. But swallowing didn't count. True sharing was taking a load in my ass. "One man." It seemed like such a small number. I had long ago lost track of the number of men that had cum in me. "Only one?" Seth asked. "Feels like more." "He cums a lot." "Not the first time?" "Not at all." "And was he?" Seth paused for a moment, but his cock remained hard. "You know. Poz." "I didn't ask." Doesn't matter, does it?" Seth slammed his cock deep into me. He dribbled some precum, pulled out, then pushed back into me. "No," he said. "Not these days." "Or for me. Doesn't matter if he's poz or not." Seth pushed into me and let out a gentle moan of satisfaction when I said "poz." His cock also let out some more pre-cum. I had seen hints of it the night before, but now it was achingly clear. The boy was getting turned on by poz talk. "I can take any load I want," I continued. "How long for you?" Seth asked me. I wondered if he remembered asking the same question the night before. He was a bit stoned and had repeated himself several times. "Six years." "And they were the ones?" Seth asked. "Yeah." "You were a bugchaser?" He remembered the night before. I had told him my story. He remembered what I had called myself. "Yeah. What do you think?" He shivered slightly. From his cock, the fear and excitement that bug chasing gave him was easy to feel. He just needed a way to rationalize taking loads; my family would be more than happy to remind him about the failure rates of PrEP. Coupled with his growing distaste for rubbers, it would be just a matter of time before he would be the one dripping cum from random men. "It's kinda exciting. And scary too." "I know. It is. At least you have PrEP." "Was it just Jon and JP?" Seth asked. He hadn't asked about that part last night. "No," I said. "Not at all." "How many?" His dick was dripping. "A lot," I said. "More than I can count." "Fuck," Seth said. His dick was harder than ever, and his breathing had the rapid, shallow cadence that I associated with a man reaching orgasm. "That's so fucking hot." "You want to add your load to my collection?" I asked. Slow and steady. Over the years, I knew it was easier and better for them to say it first. Seth wasn't quite ready. But he was close, and I would help pull him closer to the line. "Fuck yeah," Seth grunted. His hips were slamming against my ass, thrusting his hard cock deep into me. The slightest nudge would send him over the edge and Seth would tumble into complete gratification. "Fucking fill you up." "Breed me," I grunted. It would only be my third load of the day. Under the influence of the tina coursing through my veins, three seemed like only a good start. Seth was pounding my hole hard. Between him and Hector, I was going to be sore the next day. But it would be worth it, because I would have gotten all their loads. "Fill me with your sperm." "Hell, man. You're gonna get." He pulled out, and then, with all the force he could muster, he slammed his cock into me. "Get it all," he continued. His dick stiffened. It was almost a length of additional penetration. "All of it," he grunted. His dick pulsed and then there was the unforgettable feeling of heat and wet in my gut. He was cumming in me. "Give it to me," I grunted, encouraging him to continue. My head was spinning, and his orgasm was the only thing that mattered. I squeezed tight around his shaft. It was critical that I milk Seth dry. I needed to get every drop of seed from him that I could. "Fucking breed me." "Take it," Seth grunted. His hips were bucking since they were no longer under any conscious control. "Fucking take my load." His cock was the only thing that mattered, and he was using my hole for his fullest pleasure, utterly ignoring the impact he had on me or my stretched-out ass. "Goddamn," he exclaimed, as his dick slid slowly back into my hole. He was dribbling out sperm at the same time, so he smeared a thick layer across the full depth of my hole. "Fucking be my spermbank." "Oh fuck," I grunted. My hole was tingling from the new addition; I already knew that just his load would not be enough. Vic would be here shortly; he could give me another load. Plus, Vic's load would be a proper poz load. "Fucking load me up." Vic's cock would be bigger than Seth's, plus he liked his fucks rough and intense. I'd need all the lubrication I could get. "Fill me with your sperm." Seth pulled me tight against him, and he kissed me. I could hardly refuse him; he was still busy unloading his seed into my ass. But the kiss was almost more intimate than the simple, automatic act of fucking. That kiss was something very special; it brought us closer together, beyond just exchanging loads of semen. "Wow," he finally said. "Thanks," he continued. "Thanks?" I asked. "For?" "For taking my dick. For letting me cum in you. For you holding my load and cock, tight in that raw ass of yours." "Of course. And thank you. For pounding my hole. For loading me up with your seed." "Yeah," he said. There was a boyish charm to him, just enough for me to almost read too much into his smile. Still, we kissed again, sharing like two brothers should. "So fucking hot," he said. Our kisses had taken up several minutes, and his dick had gotten a bit soft. He shifted his weight slightly. "Fuck," he grunted, as his dick started to slide out of my ass. "Wait," I moaned, trying to adjust my own posture to keep his dick inside me. Unfortunately, he wasn't quite hard enough and I was overly tweaked enough that his tool fell out of my ass with a wet pop. "Fuck," I grunted. "Your hole. So fucking wet," he said. "So hot. So dirty." "I know. You cumming in me. Breeding me." I noticed I had left a bottle on the counter. It was an old bottle of meds; I opened it and peered in. At the base were several pills, shaped like dicks. I grinned to myself. It was a stash of E I had forgotten about. I shook one out and quickly swallowed it. All Seth saw was me taking one of my HIV-meds. Although, in some way they were. They made it easier for me to spread my disease. "How often?" Seth asked me. "A few pills a day. It's not bad." "A bit like me. It's already one pill a day." "Yeah, it's pretty easy to stick with the routine," I said. "Speaking of which," I continued. "Have you taken yours yet?" "No," Seth said. "But, um, where's my bag?" "The duffle bag?" I asked. Despite Seth just injecting his cum into me, I was still hungry. I had done too much crystal too quickly, and all I could think about was dick. I wanted more dick. I found my phone and started to text Vic again. "Yeah. I thought I left it in here," Seth said. "I took it to the bathroom," I said. But, that was a little ambiguous. There were a lot of bathrooms in the apartment. "Um, where's the bathroom from here? I'm kinda lost." I tapped out a quick message to Vic. "Yeah. It's a bit over the top, I know. Jon did well with a start-up." I stood up and motioned for Seth to come. I read the text over one last time. "I need dick. Your dick." I hit send.

A few years ago I was invited to join some friends on a trip to Munich for a long weekend in December. There were six of us - my friend Michael and his partner, another couple in their mid 30s, Ben and Paul, and another friend of Michael's I hadn't met. For reasons which will become obvious I've changed all the names in this story...... I liked Michael very much - he'd been a good friend for many years and I liked his partner too. The other couple I knew but less well, Paul had been friends with Michael for a long time and I had met him and his partner Ben quite a few times and liked them both. We flew out to Munich on the Friday morning and checked out the Christmas markets in the afternoon. We were all staying until Monday except Paul who had to fly home on Sunday due to work commitments. We had a good time and I enjoyed the company very much. I had been busy at work and was working long hours so I had not had much time for anything else and I was looking forward to having a break. I was also feeling very horny. I knew, however, that this particular group of friends didn't really approve of things like cruising and saunas or sex clubs and also had very strong views on monogamy and on safe sex. I had often heard them talking about it and talking very disapprovingly about the amount of barebacking going on. I had every intention, however, of getting some time to myself and going in search of some horny bareback sex. On the Saturday night we all went out for a meal and later on that night I went off to a large park I had heard was a good cruising ground. I found it easily and had a wander round. It was a beautiful night but it was very cold and there were not many people around. I tried cruising a young lad who looked to be in his late 20s and was dressed in jeans and a puffer jacket but he didn't seem to be interested. A few older guys were cruising but nothing much was happening. Even though I wasn't getting any action, I enjoyed walking around very much. I passed the young lad a few more times with the same result and just as I was on the point of giving up and going back to my hotel, he passed me again and started cruising me. I assumed he had been looking for someone nearer his own age but had concluded that I would have to do. I didn't care and soon his jeans and pants were down and his cock was in my mouth. He had a fair sized cock and I enjoyed sucking it very much. He didn't object when I turned him round and soon my tongue was up his arse. I rimmed him for a while and then stood up and began to rub the head of my cock over his arsehole. Again he didn't object so I began to push the head of my cock into his hole. He groaned and, reaching into his pocket, handed me a small packet. I thought it was going to be a condom but it was a small sachet of lube. I lubed him up and pushed my cock slowly right up his arse. Soon he was leaning against a tree, his puffer jacket hitched up and his jeans and pants at his knees as I fucked him bareback. His arse was really tight and I enjoyed every minute of fucking him. I hadn't cum for several days and before too long I was shooting what felt like a massive load right up his arse. I was feeling much more relaxed and chilled now and we all went out for lunch on Sunday and then Ben went with Paul to the airport for his flight home. The other three were going out for the evening and would not be back until late- they had obtained tickets for some high brow concert outside Munich and were really excited about it. Ben and I arranged to go out for something to eat and found a really good Italian restaurant. I was getting to know Ben a bit better now and I really liked him. A few things he said suggested he was actually more relaxed about some things than the others and he sank quite a few pints of beer in the course of the evening. After we had finished our meal it was still quite early and Ben suggested going for a drink in a nearby gay bar. The bar was nice and modern with good music and friendly bar staff and it was just starting to get busy when we got there. When I went downstairs to the toilet, I discovered there was a darkroom down there too. I took a quick piss and then had a look in the darkroom. Quite a few guys were in there - a young blond twink was down on his knees sucking two older guys and a fit looking black guy was being fucked hard in a corner, I watched for a while and then went back upstairs. A little later Ben went to the toilet. He came back a little while later and said "There's a darkroom down there too." I nodded and Ben grinned. The blond twink was now at the bar and after a while he disappeared again. A little later Ben finished his drink and asked me if I fancied checking out the darkroom. The darkroom was a bit busier now - and there was quite a lot of sucking and fucking going on. The blond twink was bent over being fucked and a few other guys were watching and wanking. As we watched they guy fucking the twink thrust hard up his arse a few times and then pulled out. He took off a condom and threw it on the floor. The twink stayed bent over and a dark haired guy stepped up. He pulled the twink's cheeks apart, lined up his cock and pushed right up him bareback. Ben's eyes lit up and he said "Fuck!" as we moved in closer to watch the action. The dark haired guy was fucking the twink hard up against the wall now and Ben said "Fuck....I'd love to...." I said "Go on, if you want to." He looked at me. "I won't tell anyone." I said. Ben hesitated for a moment and then he moved over to the twink. I watched as Ben pulled his jeans and pants down to his knees and began to wank as he watched the twink being fucked. The twink turned round a little and bent forward, taking Ben's cock into his mouth. Ben and the dark haired guy spit roasted the twink for a while and then the dark haired guy thrust hard up his arse a few times and pushed his cock right up him and held it there and I knew he was cumming deep in the twink's arse. When he pulled out the twink turned round and pushed his arse towards Ben. Ben didn't hesitate - he pushed his bare cock right up the twink's arse and began to fuck him. I hadn't expected that at all and I soon had my cock out wanking as I watched Ben fucking the twink bareback. Ben fucked him for a while and after a while I could tell he was getting close. I watched as Ben threw his head back and pushed right up the twink, obviously blowing his load right up him. When Ben pulled out, I took his place. I was really horny from watching Ben and it wasn't long before I added my cum to the loads the twink already had up him. Ben was a bit quiet when we went back up to the bar but then we got talking to a group of German guys and he livened up again. We got talking to two guys in their mid 30s who were a couple who lived in Munich. One of them was tall and quite thin and the other small and chunky. I went to the toilet and when I came back Ben was chatting to them. I had noticed that Ben was flirting with them, and was clearly enjoying being off the leash for the evening. A little later I went to the bar for some more drinks. The bar was busy and it took me a while to get served. I looked over and saw that Ben was now standing closer to them and chunky guy had his hand on Ben's arse. When I got back the two German guys were just finishing their drinks and shortly after that they left. I couldn't see if they had left the bar or if they had gone downstairs, but I suspected the latter. After a short time Ben put his drink down and said casually "I think I might go check out the darkroom again..." I guessed that he was going to join the other two guys and sensed that he probably would be less inhibited if I wasn't there so I said "No problem, I'll see you later," I waited a while and then made my way back down to the darkroom. It didn't take me long to find Ben and as I had thought, he was with the two German guys. Ben and the taller guy were standing with their trousers and pants down and the chunky guy was down sucking on first one cock and then the other as Ben and the taller guy kissed each other. I watched for a while and then the German guy stood up and Ben got down and started sucking the other two. It was all very horny but it soon got even hornier. Ben was now bent over sucking the chunky guy, his fit arse in the air as the taller guy went round behind him. I saw him taking out a small packet and he began to rub some lube into Ben's arse. This was getting interesting... I didn't think there was any way Ben would get fucked without a condom, but he didn't even look round as the tall guy began to push his bare cock against his arsehole. I watched as the guy pushed his cock right up Ben's arse. He gave Ben a moment to get used to his cock and then began to fuck him. I had my cock out now, wanking as I watched Ben being fucked bareback. I had never thought that Ben would cheat on his boyfriend - and certainly not that he would do it without a condom. The tall guy was fucking him hard now and I could tell that Ben was loving every minute of it. I watched them fuck for a while and then the guy thrust up Ben's arse a few more times and I knew he was cumming in Ben's arse. The chunky guy pulled out of Ben's mouth and moved round behind him. His cock was much bigger than the tall guy's and I watched and wanked as Ben reached round and pulled his cheeks apart to help the guy get his big bare cock up his arse. The chunky guy fucked Ben hard and fast and I could hear Ben groaning as the chunky guy took hold of his hips and began to fuck him even harder. It wasn't long before he too shot his load up Ben's unprotected, cheating arse and I shot my load on to the floor of the darkroom I was back upstairs by the time Ben returned from the darkroom looking flushed. I asked him if he had fun and he grinned and nodded He had no idea I knew just how much fun he actually had.......

It was late and I was drunk and horny as I past an adult video store. I decided that since I struck out at the bar I could at least get my cock drained by some fag in a video booth, hey a mouth is a mouth, right?!? I find an empty booth and lock the door or at least I tried locking the door. No time to waste, I really wanted to bust my nut before going home so I put money in the video machine and pulled out my cock and went to work hoping someone would peek through the hole and ask to suck it. It took a few minutes until I hear some guy telling me I had a really nice cock and how hot it was to watch me stroke. He said he was ready to leave but offered me a little bottle of poppers.......I had never tried poppers but he said it would make my orgasm more intense....... so I took them and tried a few sniffs and started feeling more horny and felt my cock start throbbing. I figured if a little felt good then move would feel better and inhaled very deeply in both nostrils and had to reach above the video monitor to hold the wall so I wouldn't fall over. I couldn't take my eyes off the video of some chick getting fucked from behind by a guy with a big black cock and I moaned as I stroked even faster. I was so wrapped up in this scene that I never heard the door open and some guy coming in until I suddenly feel a hand reaching over my hand and squeezing my cock as his other hand guided the poppers bottle under my nose as he wispers in my ear to breathe in and enjoy the feeling. I was still drunk and really caught in the rush of the poppers so much that I just let it happen. He then removed my hand from my cock and replaced it with his as he guided my hand to his bulging cock and got my started on rubbing it through his pants. He guided the poppers under my nose again and unzipped his pants and pulled out his cock and I held it tighter and started enjoying the feel of stroking him. I finally turned around to see he was a black guy with a very hard and big cock. He tells me he can tell I'm super excited and I should follow him to a larger booth and I was about to say no when he really pumped my cock and pushed the poppers back under my nose and I just gave in and inhaled deeply and next thing I know is he is leading me to another booth and everyone is looking at me and smiling when I realize he is still holding my cock as we are walking through the hallway. We get into a larger booth and he asked me if I like the way the poppers make me feel and I just smile and he says he wants to make me feel even better before I blow my load and go home and pulled out a pipe and said I didn't have to but it would feel way better than the poppers and held it up for me and I took it as he flicked the lighter saying to inhale deeply and hold it until he says to exhale. It seemed like an eternity but when I blew out the smoke I got the most intense head rush could barely see or hear anything except how fucking great I felt an then realized why as I was coming down. I looked an saw 2 more guys in the booth with us and they were holding my hands and pumping their cocks through them as the first guy was sucking and stroking my cock. I thought I would lose it right then. One of the other guys asks if I liked how his friend was sucking my cock and if it looks as hot as it feels and I could only moan. Then he said I've gone this far and maybe I should try sucking a cock just to see what it's like and as much as I tried not to let him know how hot that sounded, I let out another moan and he said..... don't think about it as he placed the pipe back in my mouth and this time I needed no encouragement, I quickly inhale deeply and pump the cocks in my hands faster until I lost track of time and what I was doing and when I started gaining control again, they are pushing me to my knees and telling me how much I will love sucking my first cock and pushed my head onto the first guys cock and I couldn't believe how much I wanted to suck it. They kept pushing the poppers under my nose again and again and again and again until it felt like they were touching every part of my body and I was losing control of everything and not even caring. They pulled me away from my cock sucking long enough to kiss me and blow smoke into my mouth and then give me the pipe again and sent my mind into the stratosphere. I feel my face being fucked by this big beautiful black cock and suddenly feel an intense heat inside me and I moan very loudly as this intense heat triggered my cock to explode and I heard one of the guys behind me groaning and grabbing my hips and pumping his load of cum into my now more than willing ass and before I could process what was really happening, the black guy started filling my mouth with his cum and then splashed the last few spurts on my face. I couldn't believe it!!!!!! I hated to admit it but i was in heaven. Just when I thought it was all over, the third guy asked if I wanted more and all I could say was: yes, but get me fucked up again and when you're finished, leave the door open when go...............

Yesterday it was a nice and hot day here at the beach. I was free from work so Decided to go to the nudebeach a couple of miles from here. It was early so I got one of the better spots in the dunes and started tanning. Half an hour later a younger straight couple came by and landed a couple meters furder from where I was. They couldn't see me half but I could see the spot were the guy was laying very clear. I would say that they where around 19 and both look very hot and sexy. The guy had short dark hair, a swimmersbody and a nice cock between hit leggs. The girl had long blond hair, firm tits and a slim body. Since I am gay she looked nice, but I was hot for him. After an hour I went for a swim and it was not to long after I was in the sea that the couple came and joined me. We started talking and they told me they where from germany. They told me they live at a trailerpark and loved to be naked all day. After our swim they came and lay with me. They asked me stuff about my hometown and why I was there alone. When I told them I have a daddy and that he was on holliday they where interested in my sexlife. I told them some things and I saw the guy getting hard. The girl told me that they dated a lot of couples and that they both are bi-sexual and loved to fool around with the samesex whet they dated couples. After a while her phone rang and she told us she was going for a walk while talking to the phone. When she was out of sight the guy (who introduced himself as Danny) came and sit close to me. He said that he was hard because of my stories and said that I had a nice big dick. He grabbed my dick and started stroking it. I was so horny that I took his dick in my mouth and I started sucking him. His cock tasted like sex and I loved it. After a couple of minutes he came down on my cock and sucked me like a pro. When my cock was rockhard and wet he lay in front of me and lined his hole in frond of my cock. I was surprised, but shoved it in his ass and by my surprise he was wet and open. I started fucking him hard and he whispered in my ear that I needed to be quick. I moaned and told him he had a nice lose and wet hole. Sloppy you mean he said and told me he loved baresex. That brpught me over the edge and I shoot my load deep in his willing hole. When I finished I pulled out and he sucked me clean. He gave me a note and told me to call him an hpur after they wpuld leave. After half an hour Sandy came back and told me they needed to go because she was meeting a friend in an other city and that danny needed to go to the gym. After 15 minutes I got so excited that I packed up my stuff and went home. On the way home I watched the nudes I took from Danny when we finished fucking and my cock was throbbing. Finally home I took a shower, cleaned my ass and put on some porn. When the hour was passed I picked up my phone and called Danny. He picked up the phone in a sec and moaned that he was licking up my sperm and wanted my adress. After 10 minutes he nocked on my door and there he was, tanktop, sweatpants and sneakers. When he came in he took down my sweatpants and started sucking my hard cock. I grabbed his head and fucked his mouth hard and deep. Then I turned around and he licked my ass, damn was I in heaven. We did some dirtytalk and he stoot up and shoved his hard 7 inch in my willing hole. He fucked me hard for a couple of minutes saying he loved fucking gayguys bareback. After speeding up his pace he breeded me deep and I felt his sperm shoot deed inside me. Damn was I in heaven again. We kissed like crazy and I led him to my bedroom. We took some beer and he begged me to fuck him hard all day. My cock was rockhard and he started telling me he loved cheating his girl and even lets his friends seduce his girl and let them fuck her. I grabbed him and rammed my barecock in his wet hole. I fucked him hard, dumped my load and continuing to fuck him. After 3 hours of fucking I dumped my 6th load of the day and collapsed beside him. His hole was dripping my cum and even I had a wt hole with 3 loads in it. He told me it was the hottest man on man sex he had ever had and that he loved all the cum in his ass. He didn't asked my status but only told me he loved the risk. He left after we took a shower and told me he would be back the next day till his holliday ends in about 4 weeks.. I am still rockhard writing this and he just left an hour ago with 2 loads in his ass.. Who knows I write down more stories to come. I hope my daddy will like him when he comes back next sunday..

Kinda just curious as to what other bottoms think. The first time you became a “cumdump” (taking many loads from many men in one night) how did you feel? Was there some level of hesitation? Did you resent it afterwards? For me i hesitated to do so a lot, but when I finally did it I couldn’t stop. Seriously if I get bred once, I hit up every top on every app until more want to feed my hole.

Part 4. Jason spoke up. “ I bring a candidate. One who shows promise in becoming a fellow brother.” All hooded figures turned toward me. Jason took my arm and raised it up. “Behold!” I think I stood there with slack jaw. Slightly embarrassed. What did I get myself into? Jason continued to speak. “I think we have fresh blood to infect.” Please show our friend your marks. Many of them raised their arms out. Some disrobed and turned their back side. One of which looked thin and wasted. What were they showing me? I could make out tattoo markings of biohazard marks on arms and shoulders. One guy had a coiled serpent around his arms with fangs. Another had a three scorpion with it’s stinger poised and ready around his body. There was no doubt in my mind that they were all pozzed. They had lust on their faces. Some were licking their lips. Jason let go of my arm and slid my robe off me. I stood naked before all of them. I heard an audible moaning of “ah” and “ohh” from them. And, then they all disrobed, too. Some looked old and some looked young. Some heavy set and others that were thin and sickly looking. Some were raging hard! One guy was bulky fit. He looked like a beast! It was then I heard chain rattling behind me in the dark distant. It was something in a cage that was shaking violently. One guy turned away and brushed up against me toward the noise. I heard a key inserted into the cage and the door opening up. He came back with a young naked guy that was half crazed. He was placed near the altar. Blankets and robes were thrown onto the altar. He was raised onto the altar and laying there begging for more! But, more of what? Jason whispered in my ear to watch and see. The young guy was pleading to be fucked! “Fuck me! Please, fuck me! more! Please! I want AIDS! I want to become poz!” Another voice spoke up. “Do you accept Sarah Palin?” And, the young guy said “YES!” Do you accept us as your family and brothers?” Again the young guy said quivery, “Oh yes!” All started chanting again! “HAIL SSATAN! HAIL SSATAN! HAIL SSATAN!”. In the back ground was playing various chants from hidden speakers, The young guy on the altar was have crazed. It looked like he was there for some time and days. The young guy looked like he was fucked over, but good! Jason again whispered into my ear and said that “he is here of his own free will. That he’s been here for two weeks. We’ve been taking care of him”. Out from the side was presented a challis and placed on the altar next to the young guy. A thunderous voice spoke to the young guy. “Do you wish to consummate by drinking from the challis? And, his reply was “No!” And, the young guy cast away the challis to the outer darkness where it clanged and rang out. Again the thunderous voice spoke. “Will you submit? Will you consummate?” And the young guy said “Yes! Yes! Please! But I want direct!” At that point, all passed a sharp knife among themselves. cutting themselves on their hands. Mingling their blood on the knife without wiping the knife off. It passed before me to the guy on the opposite side of me. On the opposite side of the altar where two guys drawing blood from their arms into syringes. The young guy was eager and watching them all. At the same time all reached in toward him and he sucked their open wounds. The two guys reached into the smothering group and raised up their syringes and jabbed it into him. They were giving their toxic blood to the young guy. There was laughter as if they were all drunk. And then, guys were wiping the toxic blood onto each others cocks and licking one another. I saw the syringes withdrawn and freshened up with new blood. Passing it around to others that helped slam into one another. Guys were climbing onto the altar and fucking the young guy. Some were stuffing their cocks into his mouth. One after another were taking turns. It was a free for all! They looked like a bunch of wild animals. I must admit to being turned on by the spectacle. As my cock was erect and throbbing! Jason pulled me back and we faded into the shadows.

"I first encountered Greg in a chatroom. While he participated in the chats, he never contributed anything about himself. The small chatroom pic didn't show much, so I clicked on his profile and saw a sexy black man, with a bushy stache, wearing a leather bar vest over a smooth chest. He listed himself as single and under looking for, there was a question mark. Bold as I am, I sent him a private message. 'Hope this is ok, but if you don't respond, I won't be offended.' Less than a minute later, the reply came, 'It's ok' 'Greg, you're a sexy man and while you contribute to the chats, you never talk about yourself. At the risk of prying, might I ask why?' 'My boyfriend broke up with me a few months ago and since then, I have no life. Even worse, I'm still living with him, though I'm in the spare bedroom and we rarely even see each other. I only leave the house to see my doc and get meds and groceries.' 'Of course, this is none of my business, but this ex of yours has left you with some major depression. When and if you're ready to talk, I'm here for you and while I'm no shrink, I'm a good listener. Honestly, we don't have to discuss your situation, we can talk about the weather or dish about the other guys in chat.' 'Just getting this much off my chest has been a big help. More than anything, I need a friend and in these few minutes, you've become that. We'll do this again, but I think we should get back to the main room before you're missed. Thanks, man.' After that exchange, our private chats became a regular thing and while Greg revealed very little about himself, other than our shared love of kink, I found myself wanting him, but I wasn't overtly flirty. Patience and persistence paid off and Greg agreed to a meeting with no sexual expectations. Greg lived in the suburbs, about a 45 minute drive from me and when I offered to pick him up, he insisted on taking the train so it wouldn't be a wasted drive if one of us changed our mind." "On the day of our meeting, after breakfast and a cleanout, I went to the minimart across the street and bought 2 hero sandwiches and beverages for our lunch, snapple for Greg and beer for me. Satisfied that my place was spotless, I sat on the sofa and tried to tamp down my excitement. Depending on the promptness of the train. Greg expected to get to my place between 11:45 and noon. At 11:30, I peered through the blinds, nervous as the proverbial long tailed cat in a room full of rocking chairs. It was 11:49 when I spotted Greg approaching my place and I rushed to the door, opening it just as he rang the bell. Greg was even sexier in person. No sooner than I closed the door, I gave into my desire and moved in to kiss him. Worried that I might've come on too strong, I was relieved when Greg parted his lips, allowing my tongue full access, while he wrapped his arms around me. Our tongues fought a passionate duel as we swapped copious amounts of spit. Pressing his groin against mine, I felt Greg's cock throbbing and I'm sure he felt my cock pulsating with desire. Much to my regret, I was out of breath and just as I pulled back, my watch chirped to announce the hour." "I stared into Greg's brown eyes, noting how they sparkled. 'Do you know what that chirp means?' 'I hope it doesn't mean it's time for me to leave' 'When you came inside, it was 11:50 and it's now noon, so we've been kissing for 10 minutes!' 'To be honest, I can spend hours kissing you! Ever since I left, I was nervous about meeting you. I didn't know if you'd want a handshake or a hug. Halfway here, I nearly got off the train to go home, afraid that I'd disappoint you. All these months, nobody's touched me and it's like I've been dead inside. Sleeping Beauty, I ain't but like some fairy tale Prince, your kiss made me feel alive again!' 'Believe me, I'm no Prince, just an average man who knows and appreciates the magic of intimacy between 2 men! That kiss wasn't my kiss, it was OUR kiss and I think it's obvious that you made it wonderful for me! Granted, it broke our no expectations agreement, but as soon as I laid eyes on you, I had to kiss you, so no, I wasn't disappointed! Now, am I a disappointment?' 'Hell no, you ain't! The first time I joined the chat, you showed yourself to be a sweet, friendly man and then I clicked on your profile and I saw hotness personified! When we had our first private chat, I could see how caring you are. You don't pry, you don't judge, you just let me be myself and before that first chat, I really hadn't been myself, just an empty shell of a man! 'I did get the feeling that you were down in the dumps, but at the same time, I saw a man worth getting to know and I was right! If you're treated like crap, sometimes you'll feel like crap! As you know, I'm not cut out for monogamy, but if you were my boyfriend, I'd make sure you feel like the sexy stud you are!' 'Sexy stud, me? I'm no troll, but I'm not God's gift to gay men and I don't get how you see it!' 'Maybe you need to see yourself through my eyes. To use my own fairy tale comparison, I've been with my fair share of toads, but if there's a Prince here,, it's you!' 'Okay, you're my Prince and I'm your Prince, let's leave it at that!' 'Well, my Prince, I think we should have lunch and relax for a bit.' I led him into the kitchen."

Met up with a new discreet guy online looking for head. Picked him up and parked moving to the back of the suv. He wanted me in panties and on my knees to suck him. His precum was super sweet and I ended up begging him to fuck me. Surprisingly, he pushed me down with my pantied ass up. He held me down by the nape of the neck as he yanked down my panties. He spit on my hole and began to slide his cock against it then pressed in. Fuck it was tight and I whined a little which made him push harder. I wasn’t expecting him to move from a bj to his bare cock balls deep so fast but the excitement had me wet quick. He was fucking me from behind, his balls slapping my ass and I was getting wet and frothy. He was surprised, “your pussy is fucking wet, my god, fuck that feels good”. He was a talker and as he pounded my hole kept asking if I liked being his slut, if I was going to swallow his cum after he fucked my little ass. Was the right mix of talk and aggressive to make me moan and whine even more. Shortly I started to beg for his load. Again, he was surprised “you want me to cum in you?” And I begged more insistently. He responded with grabbing my shoulders and pushing me hard against the seat and pulling for leverage as he slam fucked me and said he was going to shoot, he slowed down the thrusts to say “you sure? You want me to cum in you?” And I arched my back to meet his thirst with a please, make me your cumslut, I need your cum in me, cum. He delivered a huge load that ran out of my hole as he pulled out. I sucked his cock clean as he panted and mumbled about cumming in my ass feeling so good. As he dressed he asked if I’d be willing to take him regularly, if I didn’t mind the drive to him. I think I’ll be his weekly cumdump. Fingers crossed As I was driving home a top I hadn’t seen for a while messaged me to come over. I let him know I had just taken a load and he was all in to add his. I swung over and he loaded me within 5 minutes but he kept going leaving 2 more loads in my sloppy cunt. Fuck, both tops heavy cummers combined with my naturally wet hole and hard pounding had cum running down my nuts and cock. I had to fold up my panties like a pad for the drive home. I’m still leaking. I’ve never had this many loads in me before and I’m hooked. I want as many loads as I can get.

Wife out of town just for the day yesterday. Top messaged me a couple of days ago and we barely kept up convo prior. But I was in the mood to get topped since 0 issues of hosting. However, any of my previous tops were either not online or repsonding. But this guy was keen to fuck. Boy did he, I rode him, he mounted me, forced my legs up to my ears, all sorts of positions before he blew his first of 3 loads. That 3rd load was a tough one to fuck out of him but I think when I looked up and back while he was ramming my hole and we were tongue kissing and I was begging to get all his seed in my married hole did the trick.

on my way home from the bathhouse lastnight/early morning. walking home in tiny girl shorts with trickles of cum visibly dripping down both legs to my socks lol a guy on the street approached and said "hey cumdump.looks like youve been busy.you dont recognize me but ive probably fucked you 15 to 20 times in the bathhouse. youre usually blindfolded. come with me and i will give you a load" we went to his nearby apartment.him n his roommate fucked me. he said hes fucked me a few times and loves my hole "its always so sloppy" they both dumped 2 loads in me in 20 minutes

"Tops have it soooo easy, "I thought to myself.."They just produce sperm, and pump it into asses." As I watched some porn on my phone- the enema bag made that signature gurgling noise for the forth time. I looked at the time, and made a mental note in my mine for 5mins. The cramping wasn't too bad as this was the last enema of the night. The time passed easily with some below average bareback gloryhole porn playing on my phone. "Easy...Easy" I said to myself as I made it to the toilet as if attempting not do detonate a bomb implanted into my ass pussy. As I finally get all of the solution out, I check the toilet for the verdict- clean as fuck. After I casually rinse everything off with hot water and set it to dry while i'm off being a whore. I test the code in the padlock, obtain a few needle-free syringes from my bag to fill my ass with thick silicone lube as soon as I arrived (I once leaked lube onto a rental car seat... NEVER again made that mistake again), and prepare my jock. After waiting another 20mins to ensure I wouldn't have any accidents on the way over, I got ready to head over to Manifest. "Lube, poppers, syringes, small towel for the car seat just incase I'm extra cumy, and cash." I said to myself quietly as if the NSA was listening on my cumdump adventures. Checked my phone, ugh the girlfriend texted as usual. "How's work?" Replied "Typical night here, how are the cats?". I love this girl, but I have a deep and dark desire for cock and cum. I took my extra PreP pill with a full glass of water right before grabbing the keys and walking out of the room. I use the service stairs as not to see any muggles on the way to my rental car. I arrive an hour after it started. The parking lot is full of a mixture of vehicles. I check to make sure I have everything in my pockets and head to the door. "BEEP BEEP" the shitty rental car responded as I locked it. As I approached the door I passed by a few randoms, saw some people creeping in their cars- the glow of Grinder and BBRT illuminating their faces, others scurrying off. The lobby was empty as usual. I paid my club dues, and stepped into the world of unprotected bareback sex. A few guys I remembered from my previous trips were spotted. The overly friendly fat guy with glasses that works there said hey baby to me. I'm personally not into small talk. I'm here for cock and cum. Not gossip and bs., but I nicely great him back, My asshole tingled as I located an empty locker. I stripped and stuffed my shit neatly inside. Ugh fuck my girlfriend texted again. I responded, then grabbed the lube, syringe, and poppers then headed over to the bathroom after I had locked the it. In the bathroom I checked my ass, lubed it, and took a prefuck piss. "Finally I'm ready !" I thought to myself. With poppers and extra lube in hand I headed towards the moaning to start my quest for loads. A few guys lined the hallways, creepy lol. The first sling room and fuck rooms were occupied. The gloryholes were available. I stepped in, locked the door, and glanced to see which hole I should press my ass against. If you look through the holes you can tell of the door is open or closed. Not the person themselves. The hole behind the door was occupied, so I casually brush my hole against it. Nothing. Finally a finger stroked my cheeks and i spread wide and press my ass agains the hole. A thick slick cock nudges my hole. Fuck I need poppers. I open my fresh poppers and take take a steady hit as the unknown cock slides home. I groan to myself and take another sniff of poppers. The top begins to slide slowly into my slick ass pussy as a great pace. I just keep my ass in place and relaxed as he pumps and pumps. "Is he black?" I thought, "he feels like he could be with his thick cock." BBC give nice rides. Feeling him speed up a little, I brace myself for deeper and harder thrusting. I decided to recap my poppers and hold on. FASTER and FASTER. All of a sudden I feel an extra wetness within my ass. He fucks me for another few mins and pulled put leaving a slight cum trail. I love this feeling. The top turns to another hole for oral, I add some lube to my happy ass, and I slip out from the booth. I decide to take a minor break and check out the rest of the club. There was a good crowd tonight. The typical guys were on the sofas in the video lounges getting blowjobs. Not my thing. Two things I won't to, go shoe-less at the bathhouse, and dick. Sorry guys! My ass in available for any bodily fluids you wish to deposit though. The guy really large and hairy guys was still in the sling. I honestly felt kinda bad for him. The two semi sling/fuck booths in the little hallway were unoccupied as usual. The slings with a view of the projectors had some action going on. Some older guys rubbed my chest hair as I walked by. I decided it was time to totally immerse myself in bareback man sex within the dark room. I honestly think they should make the darkroom larger and add another sling, but that's just me. The darkroom smelled like men, cum, and bad decisions. All of which I too was guilty of enjoying. Once again a few guys lined the entrance ways. I find that sooo annoying. Don't just stand there and look at guys as they enter and leave, either you're in or out. To be continued.....

I haven't posted in awhile so I wanted to get back on line and tell you about my latest fun. I have had various holes recently and have spread my DNA but yesterday was great. I was horny as hell and got up early on a Sunday morning. I was online and get an email from a guy that seems to been close to me. We chat a bit and he opens up his pics. Damn! This guy is in his 20's all muscled up. 6'1 muscles everywhere. And an ass OMG bubble butt that looks like it was made for dick. He was posing on the bed in the picture with his ass hanging out and his hairy legs and feet facing the camera. My cock got hard right away. I wanted that ass and wanted it bad! I opened up my pics but didn't really expect much. I am a dad, just a regular guy that is always horned up and looking to breed ass. I get a reply and he asks if I can text him as he is not a member of the site. I reach out to him and he says he needs dad dick and cum up his hole. Can I cum over now? FUCK YES> I'm there in 10 minutes and the door is open. I go inside and he is on the bed with his ass hanging over and his feet hanging over. OMG just like the picture! I go over to him dropping my pants as I walk. My cock is so hard. He is so horny he is moaning with anticipation. I walk up to him and my cock comes in contact with his hole. We both let out a moan from the connection. We adjust ourselves and my cock slips inside his ass. Feels so good. I am grabbing his hips and thrusting and pumping for all I'm worth. He said he didn't have much time but I hated to rush it. I reach over and grab his shoulders and push him back as my cock goes deeper. Damn, this boy knows how to take dick. He is pushing back as I am fucking in. His ass is wet and warm. He is moaning and groaning and I pound his hole. I'm lost in the feeling and my cock starts to spasm. I'm cumming and shooting deep inside him. I push myself as deep as possible. I love to cum and get my cock deep inside a hole when I cum. I explode inside him spraying his insides with my load. It feels like I'm cumming for 5 min as I pulse and shoot. I want more but I know his time is short. I get dressed thank him and leave. I get a text from him thanking me for the "hot dad load" and he said he loves feeling my cum inside his hole. I tell him I'd be glad to give him more. If he has more time, I can give him a few loads since I'm able to cum a few times. Tonight I was checking mail on the site and he had messaged me earlier to cum fuck him. I didn't see it but gave him my number again and hoping to hear from him soon. I love a hot bubble butt!

Part 1... Crap. The guy I had spent the last 30 minutes trading messages with on Grindr had turned out to be just a flake. Messages back and forth about how he is really horny and wants me to come over, he and his buddy will both fuck me, blah blah blah. When I ask him for a location, however, his profile disappears. Blocked. Two days in Edinburgh and I was as horny as hell. I swear Edinburgh seemed to be in the running for bottom capital of the country. The night before had been a bust as well. Up until well after 1AM hoping to find find a horny top but the only guys who seemed to respond were other bottoms. And, as a confirmed bottom myself, that was just not working for me. There seemed to be lots of tops available in Glasgow but that was 40 or 50 miles away. The alarm, merciless as ever, had still gone off at 7:30 and I had dragged myself out of bed. Now at almost noon, I was tired, frustrated, and horny. My meetings had completed and I had checked out of the hotel earlier… but I was hanging in a quiet corner just off the main lobby trolling Grindr and BBRT hoping for a change of luck. I’ve been married to an amazing guy for over two years now but our sex life had pretty much run dry after the first year. Seven year itch? Bullshit… I had made it a bit over two years before I cheated. An anonymous hookup, the feeling a cock inside me, and I couldn’t bring myself to stop since. Maybe monogamy just doesn’t work for gays… or maybe that is just an excuse. I don’t know. I was about to log out and give up for today though… I had a long drive ahead of me to get home… and at that moment the message came in. “Hi. Can you accom?” It read. I didn’t even have a chance to reply before a second message hit. “I need to unload. Free now?” This was followed by a picture of a beautiful fat cock. I glanced at his profile. Mid-30’s (several years younger than me), 6 foot something (several inches taller than me), shaved head. “Can’t accommodate, checked out of my hotel earlier. But would love to help you unload.” I replied and named the hotel. I only paused a moment before I sent my face picture. “Fuck. Can’t host either.” There was a pause, then “Need an ass to unload in.” This was followed by a body shot…clothed but the firm chest and tight stomach were clearly visible. I scrolled back up to the first picture… I wanted to worship that fat cock. No. I needed to worship that fat cock. Another message from him. “Really need to seed an ass. Up for a toilet?” I am no saint. In my younger years I was a regular in bathhouses and saunas, in bookstores and video stores with booths and gloryholes, and seedy bars with backrooms. One thing I have never done was hook up in a public toilet. “Sounds hot.” I admitted. “But risky.” The last thing I needed was to get arrested for having sex in a public restroom. If my bosses found out I would probably lose my job… and if my husband found out i would lose him as well. A moment later another message arrived. “I know a nice quiet toilet. Close to you.” He mentioned a department store and the floor where to meet. “Keep looking at your pics.” I said. “Feeling really tempted.” “Just meet me there. You can suck me dry. Quick, no fucking. Less risky.” After the hours of sexual frustration I had endured the night before and dealing with the flake earlier, it was great to be the object of someones attention. I felt my willpower slip away. “I can be there in 10 minutes.” I messaged. “Great. On my way.” He replied. I took my tablet to my car and secured it in the boot. Then hurried to the appointed location. As I headed up in the escalators in the building, I realised I had never seen a face pic. Turned out not to be an issue though. On reaching the appointed floor, I saw a tall man in a suit, with a shaved head and a lean and firm body browsing the shelves nearby. He looked at me, smiled, and gave me a wink. I had found my man. I looked around but did not see the toilets. The tall man was still browsing the shelves. I guess he was waiting for me to go in… but I had no idea where to go. I noticed a cute, and clearly gay, twink manning a nearby desk so, in desperation, I asked him to point me to the toilets. He didn’t even look up but pointed me in the right direction. Just the other side of my hookup. The tall man probably thought i was some kind of idiot… but it was not my mind I wanted him to worry about. I passed him again, giving him a quick smile, and walked into the men’s toilet. It seemed empty. As I’ve said, I’ve never hooked up in a toilet before and I was unsure what the protocol was. I washed my hands to give myself an excuse to be in the room. I waited for another minute or two but my hook up did not come in. Had he changed his mind? I wondered. Did he get annoyed when i wandered around for a couple minutes? Had I broken some protocol by going into the toilet first? I decided to check and see if he was still in the store near the toilet. I stepped out of the toilet… and he brushed by me going in. Crap. Now he must really think me an idiot. I made a pretence of looking at the shelves for a moment or two then, in what I hoped was a subtle moved, slipped back into the toilet. After a moment one of the stalls opened slightly and my hookup looked out… I breathed a sigh of relief and slipped inside and he closed the door behind me. Part 2... For just a moment I considered the stall was just big enough for the two of us but otherwise it almost seemed like it had been designed for gay hookups back in the sixties or seventies. . The walls and door ran from ceiling to floor (making the encounter private), and a window on the wall opened slightly to let in fresh air (allowing just enough noise to cover the sounds of a guy getting his dick sucked). All this flashed through my mind in a split second. Then the stranger opened his fly and his cock popped out. I was on my knees without thinking. My heart was racing. The risk, my doubts, my fears. All that was there but subsumed by the cock in front of me. Six inches, thick, uncut. A faint masculine scent as I opened my mouth and his slipped inside. I heard him sigh contentedly above me and I felt that flash of pride that every bottom feels when they know their top is pleased. I began to work his cock. In and out of my mouth, playing with the thick head then sliding down the shaft deeper into my mouth. Gazing up at him as he looked down at me, his body looming above me. My hands fumbled into his shirt, brushing his hard stomach, sliding up to his nips and teasing them until they were hard. I moved my hands to his back, pulling him slightly into me, giving him my unspoken permission to thrust into my mouth. I stifled my gag reflex as he entered my throat. “Good boy” He whispered so quietly I could barely hear him. “You like sucking that cock don’t you?” With my mouth stuffed I could only moan quietly. Suddenly, the bathroom door opened and I could hear someone come in. My heart froze. I did my best to be quiet, but the cock in my mouth began thrusting harder. The tall man didn’t say anything but seemed to be trying to make me moan or choke and be heard. I could distantly hear someone piss into one of the urinals and then heard them leave. My heart was still racing but i focused on the thick cock in my mouth. I didn’t stop or try to slow him down… he felt so good and I loved his taste and smell. Any guilt over my betrayal of my husband and out marriage was lost in the heat and excitement. He smirked above me. “Yeah… look at you. On your knees sucking a cock in a public toilet. Getting off on almost getting caught. You are a dirty slut, aren’t you?” I didn’t say anything, just kept working his cock. He gripped my chin and tilted my face so I was looking up towards him face. “I asked you a question. Tell me you are a dirty slut.” I pulled his cock from my mouth. “Yeah mate. I’m a dirty slut.” “I’m not your mate. You are here to take my load like a common whore.” I nodded. With him towering over me, dominating me, and with the thrill and risk of getting caught, I felt so turned on. I was putty in his hands. “Get up, I’m going to fuck you.” he whispered. We had agreed oral only but I was too far gone. It was not in my power to say no. I unbuckled my pants and let them fall as I stood. He turned me around to face the back wall of the stall and pulled my underwear down. His hand on my back pushed and I bent forward, offering up my ass to him. No mention of a condom. No discussion of status. I hadn’t brought lube and neither, apparently, had he. He pulled my ass cheeks apart and a gob of his spit landed on my sphincter and then another. His cockhead circled my hole, coating itself in his spit. And then it found it’s mark. He was thick and my ass resisted despite my wanting his cock. He was determined, however, and my resistance was in vain. He gripped my left hip with one hand, holding me steady, and his right hand guided his thick cock and he forced his way inside my hole. I could suppress the cry of pain. “Come on, bitch. Take that cock.. you know you want it.” I did want it. I pushed back into his fuck and he slipped further inside. My hole relaxed and surrendered to him completely. He started thrusting hard, in and out, and my ragged breath seemed to echo through the toilet. The bathroom door opened again. I struggled to keep quiet, biting my knuckles to stop from groaning out load… but the risk of getting caught only seemed to excite my top even more. He thrust his entire shaft in and out of my hole until he was balls deep. Surely anyone in the bathroom could hear the slap of his thighs against my ass now? In the end, whoever was out there was either enjoying what they could hear or was too naive to figure it out. It seemed like forever but who ever was in the bathroom finally left and I allowed myself to breathe and grunt as the tall man slammed his dick all the way inside. He was not patient or gentle… and i did not want him to be. I wanted to be fucked, to be used, to be seeded like the slut that I am. I didn’t need to touch my own dick. I was here for his cock and for his load. His pleasure, his release, was pleasure enough for me. “Getting close. Gonna seed your pussy. You want that?” “Yeah.” I hissed through gritted teeth. “Give it to me. Give me that load. “Gonna load you up good. Gonna ruin you.” Maybe I should have realised what he was saying. I mean we all know the risks. But I didn’t care. “Fuck yeah… give it to me!” His breathing was ragged now and his thrusts hectic. I felt him grip my thighs and bury himself deep inside… “Here it comes then… take my toxic load. I’m going to POZ your ass.” And then he was cumming. I was lost in that glorious feeling of a cock throbbing inside your hole, of cum filling you up. I understood what he was saying, what it meant, but the words just washed over me. He pulled out. He turned me back around and pushed me down to my knees again. I knew what he wanted. I opened my mouth and he pushed his cock into my mouth and deep into my throat. I could feel him throb again, firing the last shots down into my stomach. At last the throbbing stopped. I pulled back and cleaned his cock with my tongue. I savoured the taste of my own hole on his cock and the salty traces of the last of his load. He slipped his cock back into his pants and straightened his clothes. I looked up at him adoringly and he looked down at me with contempt. “What a dumb slut. You are nothing but a common toilet tramp.” He said with a sneer. “Enjoy the virus, bitch.” He slipped out of the stall without another word. He had used me and was done with me. But we both had gotten what we wanted. Once I heard him leave the bathroom, I got off my knees and sat on the toilet. I fingered my hole and could feel his cum dripping out of me. His POZ cum. I licked my finger savouring his taste again. I wondered if his bug would take and if I would, in fact, end up POZ. How would that affect my husband? Our marriage? I could feel my guilt rising. What had I done? But I also felt something else. Desire. I liked being used. The idea that my ass was dripping POZ cum thrilled me. After a few minutes, I got dressed and walked back to my car. I pulled out my tablet. Surely there was time to find one more load before I headed for home? Surely there was one more top, maybe another POZ top, looking to unload in Edinburgh? - END -

I had two famous porn stars. One BBC for TIM who everyone must know and believe it or not a cumdump bottom who rose from amateur video to making famous cumdump videoes. Met a famous cumdump at the Folsom Gulch as true to his title of Cummings, he took any cock he could get, including mine. He must have been horny and into me because he turned around and bred me! That was my most memorable fuck, like getting an autograph of cum in my guts. SF was great, took some great cock. How about you guys? Any famous and memorable cocks?

Two years ago I was in DC at the Eagle and two muscular black guys in their mid-30s in harnesses and I were cruising each other. I was 38 at the time, smooth athletic build and wearing jeans and a t-shirt. I finally went over to talk to them and one of them said "Come on. You're going back to our place, you fucking pig." Sounded good to me so I followed them back to their place. We get there and they tell me to strip down to the black jock I was wearing, and to get into the sling. They also stripped, although they left on their harnesses. Next thing I know my right arm was tied above my head and one of the guys asked me if I partied. I said I smoked some T before, but not much. They just looked at each other. They asked if I was poz, to which I answered "No, I'm neg." Another look. Next thing I knew I saw three syringes with orange caps. Being tied-up in a sling, I started to panic a little, but the bigger of the two guys, Terry, said "Relax, we got ya." I responded "Please, don't." Terry replied "You're still our slut for the night." Next thing I knew he wiped my forearm with an alcohol swap, and inserted a needle into my arm. I saw a tinge of blood enter the syringe and then he depressed the plunger, injecting the liquid into my arm. I completely lost my breath and gasped, but Terry encouraged me to take a deep breath. I coughed three or four times, and then felt warm and tingly. My ass felt as if it was on fire. I just looked at Terry and Tom, the other top, and blurted out "Please, fuck me. Please, give me your cock." The two guys laughed at me and said "Good boy, now we have you the way we like you - a hungry Tina junkie, begging for cock." Tom approached to fuck me with his 9.5 inch big black cock. When I realized he was not wearing a condom, I said "No, not raw, please, SIR" but he responded "Shut up, slut and take it" and with that he rammed his entire raw cock into my ass, and all I could do was beg for it. He chuckled "What do you want, white boy?" I answered "Please fuck me SIR." Tom yelled "You want this nigger cock boy?" I muttered "Yes, SIR." I didn't wanna say it. but he made me, and finally I screamed "Fuck me SIR - give me that huge nigger cock up my pussy." Good slut" he replied, and proceeded to fuck me then grunted "Take my poz load boy - here it comes." I was so high I begged him to breed me. When Tom withdrew, Terry was next at bat, and Tom disappeared downstairs. Same thing - another case of "Take my big black cock boy" and as he fed me his 10.5. inches. It was so fucking thick I kept the poppers handy and was begging for it up my pig cunt. He also bred me and as he blew his load I found myself saying "Feed me your cum SIR, breed me" to which he responded "Here it comes, boy - another poz load for your pussy." When he pulled-out and I could feel cum dripping down my legs. My hole felt so empty and I squirmed in the sling, at which point Terry pick-up a huge red butt plus and proceeded to shove it up my pig cunt. It felt soooo good to be stuffed. Then he disappeared downstairs for a good 15 minutes. Next thing I knew, Terry, Tom and two more huge black muscle guys walked into the room. Terry (or was it Tom?) said to the guys "Here's the junkie slut we are pozzing. You want some?" The guys immediately stripped and proceeded to slam themselves. While they were prepping themselves, Tom asked me "You need another slam boy? This time its gonna be a big one - we want you really fucked up." Tom proceeded to stick himself and draw some of his blood into the syringe. As I watched, he depressed the plunger only a bit. The next thing I knew he pulled it out of his arm and stuck me with it - injecting his poz blood into my arm. No sooner had the contents of the syringe entered my blood stream, well, I was flying! I coughed even harder this time and all four of the guys laughed at me. Tom said "Good slut - I just gave you a .5 slam." My pussy was on fire like never before. They untied me from the sling and put me on the bed where they proceeded to take turns on me for over three hours. They even double fucked me. My pussy couldn't get enough bareback cock. The two guests also bred me, so I had four loads in my pig cunt when one of the guys brought out some huge fucking dildos. I honestly didn't think I could take them but certainly wanted to try. I took a deep hit of poppers and the guys proceeded to wreck my hole with extra large black dildos, eventually shoving two in me at once. Sometime later the two guests left, and Tom and Terry fucked me some more, eventually depositing loads five and six in my ass. Late morning I left, and as we parted, Terry and Tom said "Good slut - we want you again. Welcome to the world of poz pig play - you fucking Tina slut." Part 2 next time.

Ever since I realized being bred feels so good, I’ve been horny as hell 24/7. I’ve mentioned it before but I’m 19. I’ve been taking loads in my ass since I was 12. As soon as I turned 18 I set my eyes on older guys. I don’t know why I’m just attracted to them. Guys my age play games. Older guys just want my young hole wrapped around their raw cocks. I constantly have Grindr, scruff, and Adam4Adam open just in case someone wants to cum inside me. I get a message from a blank profile one day saying “come over Michael.” This kind of threw me off a bit. I don’t care for my names and I don’t care to give mine out. But he sent me an address and I headed over like the slut I am. I pulled up to a familiar looking house. I’m greeted by a hot daddy. About 6’3, salt and pepper hair, and brown eyes. He too looks familiar to me. I’m greeted with a hug, and I feel his hard cock against me. I’m already wicked hard and he invites me in. I’m talking to him for awhile, waiting for him to guide me to his cock when he finally kisses me. We make out for a long time and I have his shirt unbuttoned exposing his hairy chest. He has his hands in me shorts snapping my jock. I climb down from the couch and unzip his pants. I start deep throating his musky cock and licking his sweaty balls. He pulls me on the couch and eats my ass for a bit. Then he guides me to sit on his cock. It goes in with some thrusts and he holds it there for awhile telling me how tight I am I start to ride his cock while he kisses me. He moans “slow down” followed by an almost whispered “im about to cum. “ this is what I came for. I make sure not to slow down. And he grunts like an animal as he holds my ass down on his cock. He left a huge load in my ass, when I pulled off it began to drip on his cock so I cleaned it up. We chat for awhile as we put our clothes back on and I head home soon after. I was home for about 2 hours and was still craving cum. I mentioned in one of my posts that I used to be my town’s quarter back’s cumdump so I hit him up. “You want my hole?” I texted. It had been about a year or two since we’ve fucked. He responded quick with a “yeah come pick me up. “ as I’m driving to the house where I’ve always picked him up at, that being his dad’s house. I realize as I get closer this was the house I was just at. And that’s why everything was so familiar. His dad just came inside me and he was about to fuck his dad’s load deeper into me. I text him when I pull up. Wondering if his dad knows about us. (We used to be friends in middle school as well.) QB gets in my car and we go to the spot where everyone goes in town to bust a nut or two. It starts the same way as it did with his dad. We move to the backseat of my car and I’m on my back trying to keep his dad’s cum from spilling out of my hole. He sees how wet I am and says “I hope it’s another guys load.” I think to myself “you have no idea.” He pounds me long and hard and shoots a big load in me as well. (Load size must run in the family. ) I’m driving him back to his dad’s and just making conversation. I get a message from his dad as we pull saying “who’s cock is bigger ;)” I respond with something snarky like “not yours.” And we chat for a bit. He makes it vital that I not tell his son that he emptied his balls in me. I’m headed back tonight to have my hole flooded by daddy again

I’ve been on PrEP for a month now, but I was still nervous to finally take the plunge. I finally got over those fears and took raw cock and cum at my local bathhouse on Tuesday. I’ve been going there for a couple months now. At first I would just hang out and enjoy the atmosphere of being nude around other men, kindly declining their advances and watching others enjoy each other. I have only recently accepted my sexuality and have been loving how free I feel after finally admitting to myself that I am a gay man. Eventually, I started playing as well but always safe, even after starting PrEP. On Tuesday I was determined though to finally go bare. I got a room and intended to just leave the door open and lay on the bed ass up, but I just didn’t have the guts for it so I started roaming the halls. It didn’t take long for a sexy daddy to come up to me as I walked near the pool area, and I wanted him bad. I have always been into older hairy guys that look like they just stepped off of a big rig and he sure had that look. We flirted a bit, asked if I wanted to go back to my room and we were on our way. Normally I always picked up a condom from the front desk and had that handy, but on that day I simply had lube and poppers on the table next to the bed. As soon as we got to the room I was on my knees working his cock and it didn’t take him long to get fully hard. I told him I wanted his cock inside me and he told me to get up and bend over. I spread my cheeks for him while he lubed and fingered my hole. I was shaking in anticipation when he handed me the bottle of poppers. I took a hit as he lined himself up and then pushed inside me. There was no discussion of condoms or status, and really not much conversation at all. I’m a big time moaner and was probably louder than ever and I know I was probably saying stupid shit like “oh god” and “fuck me” over and over because I just can’t help myself if I’m taking a good hard fuck. We moved from standing/bent over to me on my back with my ass hanging off the side and him standing on the floor and he fucked me hard. It didn’t last too long but he told me he was cumming just as he pushed inside me deep and held it. I could feel his cock pulse and his whole body shake as he unloaded inside me. It was amazing. He quickly pulled out and mumbled thanks to me, picked up his towel and left the room. I was disappointed a little bit because I really wanted suck his cock clean after he had fucked me, but overall it was such a hot fuck. I laid on my back with my legs spread and rubbed my slick loose hole and was so proud of myself for finally doing it. I wanted more. I got fucked again that night and I’ll post that one later.

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Back before there were hookup apps, there were always guys who hung out in locker rooms, sauna, whirlpool, etc. hard cruising anything that walked by, but they never managed to find the weight room. I came to call their activity "steam queening."

Love getting bred, then driving, riding train or subway, or flying home holding cumloads inside.

i just took a load in an alley behind a dumpster from a homeless guy. 2 people walked by n could definitely see me bent over against the dumpster with my shorts around one ankle getting assfucked but he didnt even stop. just fucked me till he blew a big powerful load into me.when he pulled out a big plop of cum dropped out of my pussy

Fuck! Hot ass post man!

Pecs is good for finding bearish guys and taking them home (no play happens there) - guys like at Lonestar and 440. Eagle is much more sleazy with action happening back behind the bar and in the bathrooms - guys like at Hole in the Wall and Eagle. There are more generic, dancy gay type bars - Flick's, Kickers, Rich's, Inside Out, The Rail. and there are more neighborhood type bars like Number One Fifth, Redwing, The Loft, SRO Lounge. Western Exposure is going on in Palm Springs, so a lot of SD bears will be there this weekend. Theere is also the bathhouse (Club San Diego) and the bookstores are usually busy on the weekends.

This story is hot. Ben reminds me of me. The main thing I miss about my ex bf is how I'd take raw loads behind his back.

Nobody has mentioned it yet, so let me be the first...condoms!

Reasons I have said no to potential hookups: Men referring to me as "bitch" or "girl" or calling my asshole a "pussy", especially if that's in their first message to me Guys with "no-one over 30!!!!" on their profile, or "not into white guys", or similar crap, even if they say it's just "in general" and I'm one of the rare exceptions Guys asking for a 3-way (or group sex) involving females (CIS women or MtF-girls, not into either). I like MEN. Guys in drag (even tops) turn me off. Again, I like men. Married and cheating? I usually don't care, that's between you and your spouse. Married and cheating and I can tell you have young kids in the picture? Too much drama, I'll pass I don't have sex with anyone tied to my work place (coworkers, their families, etc), too much potential for drama Reasons I have walked away from a planned hookup: Pics were either from 10+ years ago or of someone else entirely; I don't mind chubby guys and I like Daddies, but liars are never sexy Apartment/house was filthy (I don't mean cluttered, I mean roaches/mold/other biohazards around, or the house smelled like cat shit) Ditto if a guy has no concept of hygiene (I can sometimes get into raunch, but if you haven't showered or brushed your teeth for a week, I'm leaving). If you ask for a rimjob and have a dirty butthole, do NOT get pissy when I bluntly refuse and tell you to go shower Guys who smoke crack or do drugs without discussing it first. Into PNP? Then find another guy who's into it (plenty of them around), don't spring that shit on me I'll tolerate a guy sucking my cock a bit, but when a guy claiming to be a top starts making sex all about my cock (basically trying to flip our roles), I'm out Biggest dealbreaker for me, is when a guy cannot get/stay hard. I feel sorry for tops with ED, but a top needs to be hard for sex to happen

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Actually, there's a bright side to this if you should discover you are neg. You can still go out and do it all over again. Experience the thrill of the chase, and the rare opportunity to get after it again. If you want something enough, you'll find it.

Blackie opened the top drawer of the nightstand and took out a large leather case. "Time for the Queen to join us!" He said, opening the case and removing a glass cock, a bag with meth shards and a torch. "I call her Queen Tina because she'll get us royally tweaked! Sweet as your mouth is, I wanna shotgun with you! Let me take the hit and when I pull your face to mine, part your sexy lips!" Putting a few shards in the glass cock, he lit it with the torch, twirling it between his hands as the chems melted. Inhaling deeply, he held it as long as he could and pulled Alex's mouth over his. Back and forth, they shared the meth between them. "Now, you take the hit!" Blackie said as he put more shards in the glass cock and they repeated the shotgunning process. "Alex, if you're thirsty, I need to piss! Do you wanna go out on the terrace or stay here?" "When it's piss from the tap, I'm ALWAYS thirsty!" Alex said, giving Blackie's cock a playful squeeze. "Even though we're too high up to be seen, there's something nasty about doing it outside and I'm a nasty pig! More likely than not, I'll be ready to feed you my piss soon! How do you feel about piss kisses?" Stroking Alex's cheek, Blackie said, "Whether it's cum, piss or ass, I love tasting my flavors in another guy's mouth! Unfortunately, not many guys are into it, but since we're both nasty pigs, bring it on! Let's go to the terrace before my bladder explodes!" On the terrace, Blackie had Alex sit on a chair and put his cockhead in Alex's mouth, Using his tongue to adjust Blackie's horseshoe shape PA for a maximum flow, it took but a few seconds for the piss to stream from Blackie's cock. "Drink, you nasty pisspig!" Blackie said, running his hands through Alex's hair as Alex pinched both of Blackie's pierced nipples. He'd fed other guys his piss, but watching Alex's adam's apple bob up and down as he gulped it brought something new to the experience. "Just about done, save some for a piss kiss!" His bladder empty, Blackie withdrew his cockhead from Alex's mouth and pulled him up for a kiss. The taste of his piss expelled from Alex's mouth heightened the intensity of their kiss. Until then, he'd never felt such a connection with another man. Could it be that Alex was his piggy equal? Reluctantly pulling out of the kiss, Alex licked his lips and said, "Damn Blackie, you give yummy piss and plenty of it! Can't wait until it's your meth piss from that sweet cock! Have a seat and let me give you mine!" Blackie sat down and took Alex's cockhead into his mouth. With one hand, he fondled Alex's furry nutsac and with the other, he reached around to caress Alex's hairy ass. Like a thirsty man in the desert, Blackie sucked the piss out of Alex, loudly gulping it down. "Take it, you nasty pisspig! Use my cock as a straw to drain my bladder! Piss kiss time!" He announced as the last drops entered Blackie's mouth. Alex removed his cock, pulling Blackie to his feet and kissing him passionately. The intimacy of being with Blackie was something Alex never expected to feel and yet, it was comforting.

Returning to the bedroom, Alex removed the quilt and the top sheet and placed them on the bench at the foot of the bed. Laying down, the sheets felt cool and both the pillows and mattress were comfortably firm. In a corner of the room, he noticed a mini fridge which would make staying hydrated convenient. From the terrace doors, he was treated to a view of the city lights. Climbing on the bed, Blackie nuzzled Alex's chest and said, "Before we do anything, there are 2 things I need to tell you. First, some friends of mine will be in and out during the next few hours, but you're under no obligation to play with them! I brought you here to be with me, not to be used by others! Second, if there's anything you want to do to me, don't ask, don't tell, just do it!" Alex gave Blackie a playful peck on the cheek and said, "You know the old saying about birds of a feather, so let's just see what happens. Since you gave me permission to just go for what I want to do to you, get ready!" With that, he scooted down on the bed, lifted Blackie's right leg and licked his foot. Blackie moaned with pleasure and when Alex began to suck on his toes, he practically purred. "Fuck, you have sexy feet!" He said before giving Blackie's left leg the same treatment.

"No amount of money can replace your parents!" Alex said pulling his tank top over his head. "This makes us even!" As the elevator doors opened, Blackie used his smart phone to unlock the door and ushered Alex inside. Looking around, Alex was amazed at the size of the penthouse, the plush leather sofas, chrome and glass tables, floor to ceiling windows showing a magnificent view of the city. Mindful of Blackie's rule, he kicked off his flipflops and stepped out of his shorts, freeing his throbbing 7" cock. One look at Blackie in his nude glory and Alex could see he hadn't been kidding about his piercings. There was a huge Prince Albert on the head of his pulsating 9" cock, bars were all around his thick shaft and his plum sized balls were all but obscured by scrotal piercings. "I'm gonna love feeling your beautiful pierced cock fucking my ass, not to mention those pierced nuts banging against my buttcheeks!" With a wicked grin and arched eyebrows, Blackie exclaimed, "Oh, you're gonna feel it! I've been with my share of hairy men, but none as hairy as you! That backfur turns me on! Grab a seat on a sofa and I'll get us something cool to drink! Your choice,Gatorade if you want some G or beer?" There was no need for Alex to think twice. "Make it beer! G is all well and good, but beer goes down better the second time, recycled and from the tap! No need for you to worry, I always swallow every drop!" "Beer it is! Your shirt was a dead giveaway and I'm hoping you'll feed me your piss too!" Blackie said, heading to the kitchen. Alex took a seat on the sofa and noticing a stack of cork coasters on the coffee table, he placed 2 of them, side by side in front of him. There was the sound of 2 bottles being opened and seconds later, Blackie returned, handing Alex a beer and sitting next to him. "Here's to beer, fresh and recycled!" He said as they clinked bottles and took a swig. Cool and refreshing as the beer was, Alex was more excited to drink Blackie's piss. One of the advantages of a PA was being able to use it like a spigot to adjust the flow. Blackie stretched his arms across the back of the sofa, causing Alex to see it as a clear invitation. "Blackie, those pits are begging to be sniffed and licked! I hope you ain't ticklish there!"

Rising from the bench, Alex turned around and pulled the back of his shorts down long enough for Blackie to see what's available. "Hairy and from what I've been told, hot, tight and quite fuckable!" He said. "I'm a versatile pig, so yeah, I'll fuck you! Tell me that you like to kiss and I'm yours, Blackie, my new friend!" "I love to kiss, so Alex, my new friend, you're mine and I'm yours!" Blackie said, grabbing Alex's neck and pulling his face down. Alex parted his lips, giving Blackie's tongue full access. They kissed passionately, as only 2 men can kiss, with Blackie squeezing Alex's butt through his shorts and Alex playing with Blackie's pierced nipples. Minutes later, Blackie gave Alex's tongue access to his mouth and they continued swapping spit. Out of breath, Blackie pulled back. "Damn, your mouth was made for kissing! Let's head to my place!" As they walked toward the exit of the park, Alex said, "My mouth was made for much more than kissing and I hope you'll give me the chance to show you! Blackie, at the risk of prying, are you single? Surely, a guy as sexy as you can have his pick of men!" "No, you're not prying." Blackie replied. "I'm single because I'm incapable of being monogamous! Soon after I came out, I tried the boyfriend thing but I quickly realized it wasn't for me! Believe me, I'm happier having fuckbuds and friends with benefits! That's where I live!" He said pointing to a high rise building a half block away. "What about you, single?" "Too slutty for monogamy!" Alex said, shamelessly. "I had a strictly sexual fling with my 1st man for a few weeks before he told me it was time to try my wings. My way of doing that was to hit the baths! As you can imagine, I was like a kid in a candy shop and it quickly became apparent that dating wasn't an option! Like the old song goes, so many men, so little time!" When they reached their destination, Alex noticed a sign outside that read Wonderland Tower. It was a glass building, taller than any other in the vicinity. As they entered the building, Blackie punched a code in the keypad and the doors slid open. In the elevator, Blackie pressed the 'PH' button, for the penthouse on the 45th floor. "Blackie, you're obviously a wealthy man!" "Yeah, but the money just lets me enjoy life." Blackie said with a sigh. "My parents were both highly respected doctors, native Nigerians, but I was born here. Mom was what they politely call a little person and Dad was normal height which explains my short stature. They were on their way to a medical conference when their plane crashed. I'll never have to work, but I'd rather have my parents. By the way, anyone coming into my place needs to be naked as soon as they enter. I'm a strict nudist!"

Would love to find a chubby or bear guy in the Oakland / Berkeley area who is free to get together for breedings. One time pump and dumps are fine, or semi-regular get togethers would also work. I am versatile and looking to expand my circle of fuck buddies

Part 8; Whilst my second in line Master, Jim, ate out my cunT, my primary Master who was in current ownership of me by knocking me up at the sauna showers, fucked his syphilis Dick to the back of my throat. I have a very good gag reflex, which was just as well, as he kept holding my head tight in place to the base of his Dick, causing me to gag, choke and splutter. Master Jim got up and went to one of his magic boxes of tricks, bringing me back an inflatable dildo to play with whilst both of my Masters were gone. Yes, they went and left me, again! He blew the dildo up slightly, and rammed it up my hungry neg cunt. Well, I suppose it kinda was still, at the moment. - That's for you, boy, to keep you occupied whilst we're gone for a short while - Thank you Master - Come on Pete. Some things for you and I to sort out upstairs. They were both very dominant in their own right, however, it was Jim who was the real Alpha between the two of them, and I secretly yearned for him to be my primary Master. How could that change? Would it change. The lights were switched, plunging me back into total darkness, they climbed the stairs, and once again I heard the basement door close. After a few minutes the House Music abruptly stopped. Darkness and silence! I lay on my back, and began fucking my cunt with the dildo, and I just wasn't able to get enough of what I needed, thus, I kept blowing it up bigger, fucking myself, blowing it up bigger, fucking myself, blowing it up bigger, fucking myself, until it seemed it would not blow up any further. At FULL size I was now continually ramming it in as hard as I could, and as far as it would go. I heard the sound system kick in once again. This time played in the sounds of demonic whispers, which made my entire body tingle. With Jim in mind I started screaming ... - FUUUUCK me MASTER ... Fucking FUUUUUCK me ... Oh fuck, I NEED your DEMON Dick inside my cunt NOW ... PLEASE fucking FUCK me, and take full ownership of your nasTy cunT FAGGOT ... FUUUUUUCKING just F-U-CCC-K me!!! Using both hands I now used all the force within me to push the inflatable dildo up my neg(ish) cunt, and then I felt a weird sensation. I began to feel around my cunt lips, and I was wide open, but couldn't feel the dildo. I could only locate it when my fingers were at least 1" inside. My body then just entirely relaxed, arms flopping by my sides as the sounds of demonic whispers washed over me. I was panting, and I could feel my cunT repeatedly grip onto the dildo that was buried deep inside of me. I was now in a constant state of feeling like I was about to cum. I heard the basement door open, and one set of footsteps. The red lights flicked on. It was Master Jim. He walked over, and stood over me, a foot by each shoulder ...

Part 3. After the fuck of my life, John dragged me to the walk-in shower. "Double shower heads. Nice," I said, then later feeling immature for showing how impressed I feel. I walked in the shower and got under the hot water as John dimmed the lights and turned on music that belonged on a sex playlist. He slid in behind me, pushed my chest against the cold, gray tile, and pressed his pecs and long cock against my backside. I moaned softly. Had I ever moaned before? What was happening. The hot water, the steam, and a muscle daddy caressing my body and kissing every inch of me. I was rock hard in a minute. After a deep kiss, John was fully hard again, and he forced me on my back on the tile bench in the middle of the shower. He grabbed a bottle of lube, coated my ass and his cock, and slowly slid in. "Fuuuuuuuuuuck," I moaned, as he slid in. His cock stretching open my now very sore and puffy ass. I focused on his pecs, the shadow of his face, and the warm water, and the pain eased away. Within minutes, I was getting close. I wanted his load this time, I didn't want him to pull out. So I took some initiative. "I want your cum inside me. Please breed me, daddy" I whimpered. He was silent, but I saw a smile start to creep in on the left side of his face, as water poured down his body fro the shower. He kept thrusting into me, tearing me open. It was painful but the pleasure outweighed the pain by far. He grabbed my cock and started tugging, and 30 seconds later I shot all over my chest while he just kept slamming in and out of my battered ass. I kept hoping he shoot, I kept begging, "breed me daddy. Own my ass." A minute later, he pulled out and shoved his cock down my throat and unloaded another massive load of cum, this time filling my throat and mouth. I still wanted his cum in my ass. He dragged me to bed, wrapped his arms around me, pulled me tight to his chest, and we drifted off to sleep. 2:07 AM -- that's what the clock said. I was exhausted. And a little confused. ---- 6:32 AM -- I squinted at the clock. I heard rain on the roof. I rolled off, John was lightly sleeping. At some point during the night, he'd gotten up and put on a white tee shirt. He was snoring ever so softly. I slid in close to him, pressed my face against his pecs and wrapped my hand around his cock. I drifted back to sleep. 8:07 AM -- the shower was running. John was awake. I didn't want to get up yet. I heard him the sound of an electric razor a few minutes after the shower cut off. I thought I'd keep sleeping, or at least see what he would do next. A few minutes later, I heard John back in the bedroom. He slowly pulled the covers off of me as I pretended to sleep, face down. John crawled between me, and pushed his tongue into my ass, rimming me gently and teasing my hole. I was incredibly sore from the night before, but his tongue made my hole twitch with excitement. In one thrust, he pushed his entire cock all the way inside of me. "Fuck!" I shouted. "I knew you were awake, beautiful boy," John replied. He slowly eased my ass open after that, and fucked me for a solid 10 minutes. He then flipped me over, and I could taste my ass on his tongue as he kissed me deeply. Apparently John likes morning sex. I could tell, he was getting close, and quickly. I was going to get his cum inside me. I needed it. I needed to have a piece of this man in my DNA. "Daddy?" I said. "Yes boy," John replied. "I really want your cum inside me," I said. "Oh yea? You want me to breed your boy hole?" John replied. "Fuck yea, breed me, please. Please breed me. Own my ass," I said. "I can't," John replied. Then started violently pounding my ass again. He was about to cum, I knew it. "What, why?" I questioned him. He pulled out, took three tugs on his cock, then shot all over me. "Because I'm poz." Partially in shock, partially turned on, I started shooting a volcano of cum out of my cock. John looked surprised, but dived down and slurped up the second half of my load. He was HIV positive, and I had begged him for his load. More than once, but he kept pulling out. And yet somehow, I still really wanted to feel his cum leaking out of me....

Part 2. "Face down, ass up." John didn't say much when we got to his townhouse on the east side of town. I'd never gone home with a stranger, and as he led me to his bedroom, I tried to take in as much as I could. White linen furniture, industrial high ceilings, and brushed copper accents all over a large townhouse that had a new paint smell. "Strip." He watched me as I nervously took my clothes off. Fuck, why does this belt always get stuck. Impatiently, John pushed me on the bed, ripped my pants off, and spread my legs, launching his tongue deep into my ass. Fuck that feels good, I thought. Thank god I prepared for this. From kissing John earlier, I knew his tongue was longer than most. It's what I first recognized. I could almost feel his tongue diving down my throat. And now his tongue was deeper in my ass than any tongue had ever been. Hell, it felt deeper than some of the pencil dick college boys I've messed around with. Slowly swirling around the outside of my ass, then plunging in as deep as he could go. I buried my head in the egyptian pillow in front of me, grabbed on to the soft tufted headboard, and enjoyed the cool breeze from the fan above as his tongue invaded my very tight hole. I felt like I might cum. I reached around to grab my cock, and he swatted my hand away. "You can touch your cock once I'm inside you. Not until then," he commanded. John flipped me over on my back, took off my shirt, then took off his clothes. I felt my ass muscles contract from the cool air as my eyes locked on those massive, plump pecs, lightly covered with a thin layer of dark hair -- that designer chest hair you see in magazines, where it all lays perfectly in the right direction. Looking up at this muscle daddy on top of me, I knew then and there, I'd give him anything he wanted. "You're so beautiful", John said to me, as he slowly kissed my face, my neck, and nibbled ever so slightly on my ears, while I wrapped my arms and legs around his dominating back and tout waist. His long, thick cock gently teasing my hole. I'd never had a bare cock in my ass. And I got nervous as I felt his mushroom head starting to invade my hole. "I'll put on a condom later, but baby I've gotta feel that velvet smooth ass of yours first," he whispered in my ear, causing me to flinch when he gently rubbed his stubble against the sensitive part of my ear. We locked eyes, and inch by inch, John slowly slid his 9" cock into me. I winced in pain a few times, and he slowly leaned down and tugged on my nipples with his teeth and wet mouth. His cock was big -- bigger than I'd ever taken -- and thick. I knew tomorrow, I'd be sore. I finally felt his meaty balls and the bristly hair around his cock press flush against my very full ass. He kissed me, and gently started thrusting in an out. "Feel good?" he asked. "Yes." I reponded. "Yes, what?" He commanded. "Yes, sir," I said. "Call me daddy," John said, giving me a sexy half smile and quickly pulling his cock out to the tip and thrusting it all the way in. "Fuck, daddy," I winced in pain, but it quickly turned to pleasure. John fucked me like I'd never been fucked before. Why did it feel so good? Was it because I'd never had a raw cock in my ass? or was it because of him? I knew later this would be on my mind, among other things. Hard and fast, John mounted me on my stomach, not letting me touch myself. He then pulled me on my knees so that his chest was pressed against the middle of my back. The arch of his cock rubbing right against prostate. He held my stomach, kissed my ear, and in a slow rhythm, my ass fully accepted his cock as a welcome visitor. "You want to cum? You've got to work for it," John said as he spun me around and pulled me onto his lap. Up until this point, I'd forgotten all about a condom. Then I panicked a little. "Should you put on a condom?" I nervously asked. "Do you want me to?" John replied. I paused, I looked down at that beautiful long cock. I slowly moved my eyes up to his pecs, and that stubbly face, and his bald head, and then his deep blue eyes. I wrapped my arms around his neck and slowly got on top of him, and slid down his bare cock all the way to the base. "Good boy," John said. I rode him for a few minutes. I was getting close, and I hadn't even touched myself. I was getting close to losing control, when John reached down, grabbed my cock, and jerk it violently. "Cum for me baby boy," John said. I coated his chest in cum, splattering semen all of his pics and chin. "Lick it up," John said. I did -- slowly slurping up the quickly cooling cum from his chest -- and then his chin. Before I could swallow, John kissed me, and his stretched tongue once again invaded my mouth and throat, like he was trying to steal the cum away from me. I felt his cock pulse inside my slightly sore ass, but I wasn't sure if he had cum. John flipped me on my back, grabbed my ankles, and slammed his cock into me. He was no longer fucking me, he was pounding my ass. Relentlessly. Quickly. Owning my hole. The soreness I felt was quickly fleeting, and within 30 seconds, my cock was rock hard again. "You want my cum?" John asked. "Fuck yea, daddy." I said. "Where?" John asked. I didn't know what to say. I'd never had a bare cock, let alone cum in my ass. Did he want to cum inside me? Where else would he want to? Would it be safe? Could a man this beautiful have any wrong intentions? "Tell me you want daddy to breed that boy hole," John said, before I could respond to his first question. I tossed inhibitions to the wind. "Fuck yea, breed my daddy. I want that load deep in my ass." John flashed that sexy grin, then a few second later, I saw his sweaty pecs tense up, and I knew he was about to cum, I was about to get my first load in my ass. But right before he shot, John abruptly pulled out of my ass and sprayed cum, and I mean a lot of fucking cum, all over my chest. Some of it even hit my face and my nose. Fuck, that was hot. Fuck, I wanted that inside me. Fuck, why did he pull out? I was too scared to ask.

So fucking hot. Was just there a few months ago. Had a great time and took multiple loads. Never saw one of their faces. Pig Sex at its best.

Hurricane season goes to November 30 and usually not a problem during the last month. Average high is low to mid 80s. 2 Cumunion parties a month at Club Ft. Lauderdale and Clubhouse 2.

Chapter 4. I had run all the way to the hotel from the sauna. Even though I had spent time showering, I wasn’t exactly feeling fresh, and I knew I was still leaking seed from my freshly-bred hole. I couldn’t remembered the last time I had cum so much, or taken so much cum, in one afternoon. Seeing my two closest coworkers chumming with the burly top made my cock stir. He nodded at me and openly groped his crotch. His tight slacks couldn’t hide his juicy uncut cock snaking down his left thigh. He kept brushing his hand across his cock while staring at me. My boss, Sam noticed and cleared his throat, then introduced me, joking, ‘It seems like you two may have already met…’ My jaw dropped, embarrassed at what he was implying, and knowing he was right. My cock sprung fully back to life, straining against my trousers. My other colleague, Bryan, realized that there was tension in the air and suggested we head to dinner. I asked if they minded waiting a few more minutes for me to change and freshen up. I wanted to rinse off, and to call my boyfriend to tell him how my time at the sauna had gone. The burly top nodded his assent and then followed me to the elevator. He looked over his shoulder at Bryan and Sam and said we would be right back. My coworkers seemed shocked, as if they knew he was going to follow me upstairs and breed me, again. As soon as the elevator doors closed, his paws were down the back of my pants fingering my dripping hole. He had a wet spot of precum on his trouser leg by the time we were close to my room. I fumbled with the keycard and opened the door. He stood there with his hands on his hips smiling at me. I shucked off my clothes and was half-mortified, half-thrilled to realize there was a giant wet crack in my pants. Sam and Bryan must have noticed as I walked away from them. They must have known I spent the afternoon taking loads… The burly top, whose name I still didn’t know, bent me over the bed and ate out my sloppy hole. His bristly blond mustache felt so good on my used puffy ass. I reached for my phone with one hand and video-called my boyfriend. In the screen, I could see my boy on his chest, with a blurry torso moving back and forth. He was taking cock, almost certainly raw, while I was leaking fresh seed into this hunk’s mouth. He grunted and smiled, ‘I see you’re having a good time. You taking loads?’ I nodded. The hunk laid on top of me as he fished out his hefty uncut cock from the fly of his pants, and slid it effortlessly into me. I moaned and nodded an affirmative. The hunk took the phone from me, leaving it on, and put it on the bedside table. In a thick continental accent, he growled, ‘It’s dangerous to fuck raw. You might catch something…’ My boy sounded delighted as whoever was fucking him started cursing in Spanish. I knew what ‘cholo’ and ‘puta’ meant… My hunk fired off his second load into me and pulled off. He signaled to the bathroom for me to shower and then started making smallt alk with my boyfriend as he took that dick. I rinsed off as quickly as I could and tried to force out as much of his toxic cum as possible. I realized that I still had on my yellow bracelet, and decided to leave it on. I hurriedly got dressed and saw the hunk sitting on my bed looking at my phone. ‘I watched your boyfriend get bred… He’s taking a new cock now, probably toxic… Nice that you both take loads…’ He grinned at me as I finished getting dressed. We got back to the lobby together and I saw Sam and Bryan chatting at the dimly-lit lobby bar. I saw Sam gently stroking Bryan’s hand, like they were flirting. I realized that the only thing that made me even notice the discreet gesture was that Sam was wearing a yellow bracelet that matched mine. The blond hunk saw it too and chuckled. ‘Your office must be full of sluts,’ he whispered. Silently, he walked up behind Sam and aligned his crotch against Sam’s ass. Sam melted into him and Bryan winked at me. I knew it was going to be an interesting night… To be continued…

Chapter 3. I felt like I needed a break after being used so hard in the whirlpool. I ran my fingers over my cummy used asshole, now leaking POZ cum. My towel was somewhere by the hot tub, and was totally soaked. I left it on a rack and headed to the steam room. I walked through a glass door with a row of shower heads and a frosted glass door beyond. I rinsed myself off as a well-hung tall lean guy came out of the steam room. He was wearing a yellow bracelet too. He smiled at me, pointed to acknowledge my bracelet and stood under the shower head next to me. He rinsed off his body paying particular attention to his long thin uncut cock, now growing as he held it in his hands and smiled at me. I didn’t mean to lead him on, but I did pay attention to the creamy jizz leaking out of my hole and down my thighs. It must have looked like I was advertising as I spread my cheeks apart. I didn’t exactly rinse all of those POZ loads out of me, but I didn’t want a puddle of seed to drip out of me in the steam room. I thought that might be asking for trouble. I walked into the steam room and the skinny guy followed me. He sat across from me and slowly started jerking off. I reciprocated, with one hand on my cock, and another toying with my puffy asshole, spreading my legs wide to show off, I guess. So much for asking for trouble… He got up and sat down next to me. He scooted closer. He grabbed my dick and worked my precum around my cock head. I moaned. He reached down and toyed with my cummy hole, grinning. He brought my hand to his ass and gasped as I fingered him. He seemed like he had been freshly bred too. He squatted over me, facing away from me, and lowered down onto my cock without speaking a word. I had already cum three times but I knew his loose wet hole would get me off again. He pulled off of my cock and took it into his mouth, gobbling up the load or loads now clinging to my cock and licked. When his face was good and cummy, he kissed me hard, forcing some of the cum from his ass into my mouth. That got me so horny that I started to blow my load just as he lowered himself back onto my cock, my forth of the afternoon. He pulled off of me, swiping my seed onto his dick and sat down beside me. I knew I wanted him to fuck me and I climbed up onto his cocks. Lubed with four fresh loads, his cock plopped right into me. It was the thinnest dick I’d taken that day, but by far the longest. I rode him until my knees started tiring and he flipped me around so I was sitting on his lap, impaled on his cock. He laid back and I lay back on top of him. Just then, the door to the steam room opened and I heard a deep voice chuckle. It was the top who had bred me in the locker room. He said something to the guy inside me and he said something that sounded like approval. The top ground up against my balls and forced his hard cock into me alongside the thin dick already there. I groaned as they stretched me out. I wouldn’t have been able to take two cocks at once if the one of them hadn’t been so thin, but it was still as wide open as I’d ever been. The guy underneath me held still while the other guy pounded me senseless. I knew at least one of the cocks in me was POZ and that got me hard again. My dick flopped all over, drooling precum as he hammered away. His thrusts came faster and harder until he blasted off inside me and slipped out. He stood there jerking off as the guy below rocked his hips until he too came. They helped me up and the three of us showered together. They both spent time working their fingers in and out of my loose hole. The first guy bent the one with the thin dick over and ate my load, and countless others out of his ass. I left them there as the first top started getting hard again. I had lost track of the time and didn’t want to miss my dinner meeting. I walked, dripping wet, back to the locker room and found a fresh towel there. I dried off, and could still feel myself oozing cum out of my hole. That was five POZ loads plus the last one that I didn’t ask about. I got dressed, but just in the hallway between the locker room and the exit, I could feel all of that cum squelching around and dripping out. I got a little stiff thinking about sitting through my dinner meetings leaking fresh POZ cum. As I passed through behind the attendant, I saw a note written in three languages, French, English, and Dutch. I could only read the English, and it said something like this: BAREBACK DAY AT THE BATHS - ALL NON-MEMBER BOTTOMS WANTING CUM WILL BE WEARING A BRACELET. - GUYS TAKING POZ LOADS WILL HAVE YELLOW. - GUYS TAKING NEG LOADS ONLY WILL HAVE BLUE. Wow. I hadn’t seen a single guy there with a blue bracelet. That last guy who bred me was either NEG taking all loads or already POZ. Fuuuuck. I let that sink in, and those loads seep out, as I walked back to the hotel. I made it back to see my colleagues in the lobby, including my two straight co-workers who had played in the sauna at last year’s conference. They were talking to the boss of a company we wanted to make a deal with, and who should it be but bald burly top who had bred me not an hour earlier. He looked sexy even with clothes on. Woof! To be continued… _____ If you guys like this story, or others of mine, don't hesitate to let me know. Your feedback makes me hard. ;-)

Chapter 7: A Bad Morning “What the hell is going on with you, Stephen?” I looked up from my breakfast. Thomas looked tired. He had tossed and turned all night after our latest fight. “Nothing. Why?” I asked. He sighed and looked out the window. “Lately. You’ve been… different. Distant.” I had a sinking feeling in my stomach but put on my best innocent face. “I don’t know what you are talking about.” “Is there something wrong at work?” “No. Work is going well.” Images of my lunchtime rendezvous flickered through my mind. I felt myself getting hard just thinking about it. I forced my thoughts back to Thomas as he sat at the chair across our table. “You’ve been complaining about everything around here recently. Like you don’t want to be be here anymore. Like you don’t want to be with me anymore.” “I really don’t know what you are talking about.” I lied. “Talk to me, Stephen.” The plea in his voice broke my heart. “Is there something wrong? Is there … is there someone else?” I wanted to tell him. I wanted to come clean. But I couldn’t. Maybe I’m just a coward, undeserving of him anyway. “I can’t believe you are asking me that. i can’t believe you have so little trust in me.” I stood up, put my dishes in the sink, and grabbed my jacket. I had to get out of the house! “Stephen.. please…” “I’ve got to go. I’ll be late for work.” I’m sure I heard a quiet sob behind me. I wanted to stop. But I couldn’t I couldn’t tell him what was going on. Traffic was a nightmare and that did nothing for my mood. I was late getting to the office and sat in my car for five minutes minutes to calm myself before going in. Calvin was busy at his desk and I gave him a perfunctory “good morning” as I walked by. “Stephen…” Calvin called. “Jack was looking for you. He said to tell you to be in his office by 9:30 AM.” Jack. My boss. The boss who had anonymously fucked me a couple days earlier. It was already 9:20 so I dropped my briefcase and jacket at my desk and hurried to Jack’s office. He looked up as I knocked on his door. “Stephen.” His look was dark. “Come in and close the door behind you.” Shit. This couldn’t be good. I sat in the chain in front of his desk. He pulled out a manilla folder. “Stephen. Do you like working here?” “Yes, Jack. I think this is a great company and we have a great team.” He nodded. “Your performance has, in the past, been exemplary. Recently, however, I’ve received complaints from other employes.” He opened the folder and reviewed the contents. “Long lunches and other periods when you are away from your desk. “The renovation team has been working above my office a lot. The noise can give me a headache so I’ve had to take a few breaks from my desk.” That was, of course, true. Just not the whole truth. “And tardiness. You were late again this morning, I believe.” “Yes. i got caught in traff…” He waved his hand and cut me off. “I’m not looking for excuses. And there is another thing…” He seemed uncomfortable as he continued. “You know I don’t care about your personal life… I have nothing against gay people. I have friends who are gay.” Suddenly I couldn’t breathe. “But… “ he continued. “When it affects your work. When it affects this company and our image… well… I have to take notice.” He pulled another sheet of paper and pushed it towards me. It was an print out of a webpage. “Cum slut looking for loads” the headline read. I glanced through the print out. $20 for a blow job, $40 for a fuck. There were two pictures in the ad. One was a close up of a guy at a gloryhole with a dick in his mouth. The second picture he was bent over a sink with a dick up his ass. You couldn’t see the top in either picture but, despite the pictures being a bit blurry like a still taken from a video, my face was clearly visible in both. The text of the ad gave the company address and referenced an open door in the alley. So this was the ad that Dan had been posting about me. “What in the hell were you thinking?” Jack asked. “You have embarrassed this company. You have embarrassed me and the rest of the team. Senior management wants you gone.” I said nothing. What could I say. He seemed to grow more upset as the moments ticked by. 
“Well? What you you have to say for yourself?” “Nothing.” “Nothing?” And then I realised that I was not quite powerless. ““Actually just one thing. If you don’t want employees turning tricks in the building, maybe you shouldn’t be there fucking them.” His face was expressionless. “What are you talking about?” “Wednesday.” I said, suddenly contemptuous. “You sure seemed to enjoy fucking me here then. It sounded like it anyway when you told me you were cumming.” “You dare accuse me of such a thing?” He seemed smug. He thought he held all the cards. “Do you think anyone is going to believe you?” I gestured to the pictures. I hoped to hell he wasn’t the person who had put up the cameras… it had to be Dan. “Look at the room where those were taken. You recognize it don’t you? Do you think I’m the only one who was visible on these videos? Won’t take much more proof than that.” His face went pale and I breathed a sigh of relief. I had him. “So I suggest you come up with a story for senior management. Maybe you can tell them that some disgruntled former employee used photoshop to try to embarrass the company. Surely that is at least as likely as a current employee turning tricks on his lunch hour.” it was Jack’s turn to sit and say nothing. i could see the gears turn in his head but his face turned paler. He believed he was caught. I didn’t have any videos, of course, but he had no way to know that. I stood up and smiled. “You know, Jack. I never knew you were gay. Guess it explains a lot though.” He blushed. He was kind of cute, I decided. For a closet case. “And don’t worry… if you do a good job at convincing senior management, I wouldn’t mind letting you have another go at my ass. I’m guessing you wouldn’t mind it either.” I turned and left him sitting, pale and silent, in his office.

Chapter 6: Thursday On Thursday, I was back in my stall ready to go at my at my appointed time. The room was still dark enough to ensure anonymity. I stripped down to just my socks, lubed my hole, and fingered myself as I waited. I was very excited to find what had Dan had planned for me. There was something very erotic about giving him so much control. I didn’t have to wait long before someone entered and took the stall to my left. I waited just a moment for him to settle in… then signalled through the gloryhole to put his cock through. Nothing. I waited then signalled again. Still no reaction from the other side. I looked through the hole and could see a figure standing, facing the gloryhole but not approaching it... Just watching. I held my breath, suddenly afraid. Had I just freaked out some straight guy who wandered into my den of iniquity? I tried to make out anything about the figure… was this a co-worker? I could make out jeans though… so not someone from the office. I didn’t get the impression, however, that this was a crewman from the renovations team either. The other man was thin and a little shorter than me (I would even describe him as “slight”). His jeans and t-shirt looked neatly pressed even in the dim light and he was wearing sneakers… not work boots or anything appropriate to one of the workers. After what felt like forever, the man finally moved closer to the gloryhole. Instead of a dick, however, he put two fingers of his own through… signalling to me. I’m certainly not adverse to getting my sucked off so I stood and put my dick through the hole. He gave my dick a few tugs then I felt it slip between his lips and into his warm mouth. His very talented mouth. He was soon working up and down my shaft. His fingers gently caressed my balls as his mouth worshipped my cock. His tongue swirled around my cockhead, then slid forward to let me just reach into his throat. Backing off. Back into his throat, his tongue darting out and and teasing my ball sack. Backing off. Slowly siding back down my shaft, taking me deeply into his throat, then pulling suddenly back out. Never the same sensation for more than a few seconds at a time. This wasn’t the first time this guy had a dick in his mouth. I had just jacked off earlier that morning but he had my juices flowing. He was getting a good taste of my pre-cum. I heard him unbuckle his belt and slide his pants down. He backed off my dick, letting it slide past his lips for the first time since he had gone down on me. ‘Excellent,’ I thought. ‘My turn to get a taste of his dick’. He kept a gentle grip on my shaft, however, and didn’t let me pull back. He was moving around in his stall. I felt my hard cock press against something… something soft but tight. It wasn’t hard to guess what that was. He held me firm and the pressure against the tip of my dick increased as he backed up onto me. I slipped inside his warm and lubed hole. I am, as I’ve said, mostly a bottom but this was a very nice and tight hole. His body still resisted but, if he wanted to be fucked, I could oblige. I pushed forward meeting his ass as he slowly pushed back again the partition. His ring was tight around my shaft. I gave him a harder thrust and he grunted. “Fuck!… that feels so good.” Not a voice I had ever heard before. “Yeah?” His response was to slide home on my dick until his ass was tight against the partition. I gave him another good thrust. He met my thrust and I began to slide in and out of his tight ass making the partition between us shake. The door to the men’s room opened…

Chapter 6: Hump Day Tuesday, however, was a complete bust. I was in the cubicle for my entire lunch hour but no one came in. At one point I heard the outer door of the bathroom open but whoever it was must have chickened out. In the end, I ended up fingering my own hole while I jacked off. God I was frustrated. Wednesday morning my stomach was in knots. Another fight with Thomas the night before had left me sleeping on the couch. It kept finding myself crotch-watching the guys around the office. Ok… like most guys, even married ones, I find my eyes wandering when I’m on the subway or otherwise think I can get away with it. Now I found myself staring at my co-workers a little too openly if you know what I mean. And then there was my assistant Calvin. I swear his pants were just a little too tight today. Stretched tightly around that perky little ass. More than once I found myself caressing my dick through my pants as he walked out of my office. What I’m saying is that I really needed a good fuck. My inner slut had awakened and it seemed it would not be tamed again. Finally it was time to head to my usual spot. I arrived 15 minutes early and noticed that the lights were a lower than the previous days. I would be hard to make out too many features in this light. As I entered my middle stall I realized someone was already in one of the other stalls. Score! I quickly undressed and hung my clothes on the coat hook and pulled out the lube. Dropping to my kneesI could just make out the guy on the other side. He was wearing a suit and it occurred to me that this might be someone from my office. I didn’t care. Putting a finger through the glory hole in the time honored fashion, I indicated I was ready for his dick. I opened the lube so it was ready and set it down by my knees. He quickly fed it to me and I took it eagerly into my mouth. If this was a co-worker, who could it be? I thought of Calvin but he wasn’t wearing a suit… just a white shirt, tie, and slacks. I was very careful not to say anything aloud in case whoever was in the next stall recognised my voice. They were strangely silent as well so I wondered if they had the same thought. This dick was a nice size - I guessed about 6 1/2 inches and cut. It was cut but missile shaped… but head was only slightly larger than the shaft. Nice and thick though so it filled my mouth up nicely as it slid in and out of my mouth. The man smelled of soap and cologne… and it was a cologne i recognised but couldn’t place… but I was more sure than ever that this guy was from the office. He also leaked pre-cum like a drippy faucet. I moaned quietly as I circled his head with my tongue to taste every drop. I took him into my throat and used my muscles there to massage him there. He seemed to like that and grunted appreciatively. My ass was twitching. God I wanted to be fucked. I put a little lube on my fingers and began to circle my rosebud then slipped one then two fingers into my spasming ass. The guy on the other side was thrusting into my throat and I was working two fingers in and out of my ass in sync. And the he stopped and stepped back, pulling his dick out of mouth mouth. I looked through the hole and he stood close to the hole, slowly stroking his shaft. He had a finger near the gloryhole and made a circling motion, front to back. I knew that signal! Oh yes… i knew it. I scrambled around and placed my ass against the partition, lining my hole up carefully with the gloryhole. A moment later I felt that familiar nudging as his dick probed to find its was inside me. I barely restrained a shout of “Yes, fuck me!” His small head slipped inside and slowly, methodically he worked his shaft deeper. Now this was what i needed! I worked my ass around him as he slid in an out. He groaned approvingly again. We heard the outer restroom door open and he stopped, motionless. A new person entered. They tried the first stall, finding it locked, then moved on to the third one. The suited man was still two thirds deep in my ass and holding. I needed him to get back to business. Putting a finger in the second gloryhole, I signalled the second man to give me his dick. A very long - at least nine inches - but thin shaft slid through and I took it in my mouth. I was a bit noisy for a moment to my suited man would know what was going on and that he was ok to continue. He still seemed hesitant so I clenched my ass around him a couple times and backed up to get the rest of him inside. That did the trick and he began thrusting again, hitting my prostate repeatedly. My dick was hard and straining although I wasn’t touching it. The second man was sliding his thin dick deep into my throat and I gagged a little bit. “Come on, bitch, you can take it.” He laughed. I didn’t recognise his voice. Apparently, neither did the suited man because he relaxed a little began grunting again apparently less worried now about being recognized. One dick in my ass and one down my throat, I was in bliss. I hadn’t done this since before I met Thomas. I had missed this feeling of being totally owned and used. No emotion except lust and the thrills of anonymous fucking. Between the two partitions, my mobility was limited. They had to do most of the work in pushing in and out of my holes. I just focused on working my ass and throat muscles to caress their hard cocks and get their loads. The suited man behind me had his hands atop the partition to brace himself as he thrust quickly in and out of my ass. He was very close. I could feel his dick straining but he didn’t stop thrusting as he lost control. 
“I’m cumming! Oh yeah… cumming!!” The suited man yelled. Shit! I did recognize that voice. I knew it well… that was my boss. My boss had just fucked me and unloaded deep in my ass. I wondered if he had meant to say anything or had just lost control in the moment. I felt his spent manhood slowly deflate and slide from my ass. I had stayed quiet so maybe he didn’t know whose mouth and ass he had just used. I kept my attention on the second man who seemed extremely aroused by the sound of my taking the first load. His thin dick was hard as a rock. The suited man, my boss, quickly cleaned himself off and within a couple minutes hurried from the room. He had not meant to say anything, i decided, as was as afraid of being exposed as I was. At the moment, of course, I didn’t care. I just wanted my second load. Now that we were alone, the second man was my focus. I redoubled my attention on dick…. less careful about noise now that he and I were the only people in the room. “Turn around.” He ordered. “Let me get a look at that hole.” “Ok.” I turned around and presented my used hole to him. He slid a finger through my pucker and finger fucked me. “Yeah… you are a slut aren’t you?” “Yeah.” I groaned, my hole still eager for more attention. “Your hole is full of cum,… you like taking it raw do you?” “Yeah… I love the feel of a dick sliding inside me.” I groaned again, riding his finger. “You know how risky that is? You might catch the bug.” “I don’t care. I need it… I just need to be fucked.” He pulled his finger out of my hole but quickly replaced it with his tongue, licking my assring and pushing inside for a moment. “Yeah, you little whore. You liked to get fucked don’t you? Don’t care about the risks?” “Come on, fuck me. I want to feel you inside me.” He put his finger back inside. Then quickly added a second. “You want this dick in you? You want my long dick drilling you? My seed swimming in your guts.” “Yes.. please… please fuck me.” He pulled his fingers out and stood up. “I don’t know.” He laughed. “Maybe I’ll catch something from you.” He pressed his cock again my hole, the pulled back. Again. Teasing me. “Please put it in. Give it to me.” I tried to push back on his dick but he pulled it away again. “Such a pushy little whore aren’t you?” “Please… I’m so horny. I need your dick. I’m begging you.” I didn’t care what he thought of me. He was just a stranger, someone I would never see again… and I had an itch that needed scratching. “Well… since you asked so nicely.” He slid into my hole easily. I was stretched out from the first fuck and his shaft was so thin. He was two thirds of the way in before he met any resistance and he just pushed through that. He was already balls deep. I moaned as his thin nine inched probed me. ‘You like that? Tell me how much…” “That feels so good… you are so deep in me.I haven’t had a dick this deep in years.” He was thin enough that it didn’t hurt at all, just a nice feeling as he pushed deep, deep inside. “You want my load inside your cumwhole? I’m close…” He really seemed to be getting off from treating me like this. It was all too easy to play along. One week earlier I had been a faithful, if frustrated, married man… now I was begging a stranger I couldn’t even see to use me, to cum in me. “Yeah… give me your load. Give it to me.” “Ok, boy, here it comes. I have a Gift for you.” He slammed tight against my ass. I knew he was cumming although couldn’t feel it. He ground in and out a few times. “Let’s make sure it is nice and deep. Make sure my Gift takes. Now thank me for my Gift like a good little pussy boy.” Well… there was little doubt that I had just received me second positive load in a week. I was a little scared but it was too late to back out now. “Thank you, sir. Thank you for fucking and seeding me.” “Good boy. Now clean me up. “ I obediently turned back around and took his dick into my mouth and worshipped it with my mouth. I tugged at my own dick while I savored my own ass juices, and the remnants of the two loads I had taken. A few strokes later, my dick erupted and I shot on the floor, making sure to not get any on the man in the other stall. I waited until he left before leaving the stall. I wanted the fuck to remain anonymous. I wondered who Dan, my stranger who had first brought my slutty side to the surface, had arranged to use me the next day. I couldn’t wait.

Chapter 5: The Week After I was restless all weekend. Thomas and I had a fight on Sunday My fault. I was stressed, and horny, and was rude to him. I don’t remember feeling guilty at the time for cheating on him but, in retrospect, I must have felt it on some level and was acting out. I didn’t tell him anything of course. Monday morning, I left early for work. I was eager. All morning long, I watched the clock. I set two reminders on my phone to make sure I was in place on time for 11:30. I was still productive though… something I have to thank my assistant Calvin for. He was very organised and a hard worker. I found myself watching Calvin as he left my office at one point to work on a report I had assigned him. I had never really though about him as other than an employee but now I found myself tallying up his assets. Dark hair, thin and short, still twinkish although he was in his late twenties. Cute bubble butt. I wasn’t sure if he was gay but I pictured him bent over my desk with my dick pounding away. Beautiful sight. Yes, I am a bottom but now and then there are exceptions. Finally the first reminder went off on my phone and I quickly grabbed my coat. IAs always, I was hard as a rock by the time I reached the men’s room. I sat in the middle stall and closed the door behind me. Someone had drilled gloryholes in the partitions on either side. I doubted those where here a few days ago. I guess whoever was going to be here must want more anonymity. I pulled out my lube and made sure to generously coat my hole this time. And I waited. This was my lunch break but it wasn’t food I was hungry for. I tried to be patient as I sat on the toilet, fingering my hole, trying to keep from blowing my load. But I’m not good at being patient. My break was half over when I finally heard someone enter the bathroom and, after a moments delay, enter the stall on my left. I couldn’t see much of the man who had entered but, from the dirty work pants he wore, he was clearly one of the renovation workers. He didn’t even look through the hole to see what I looked like He just unzipped his pants, pulled out his dick, and stuck it through the hole. I had played at gloryholes before I met Thomas so I knew the score. I leaned over and took him in my mouth. The dick was decent size, perhaps a bit under 6 inches, and uncut. He smelled of sweat and smegma and I backed off him. His dick slid from my mouth. “Hurry up.” He hissed in a heavily accented voice. I thought he might be Eastern European. “I haven’t got all day.” I obediently took his dick back in my mouth, determined to get him off as quickly as possible. I took him deep in my throat and used my muscles there to caress his dick. I was rewarded by him swelling in my throat. He was pushing into the glory hole, and my mouth, hard enough that the partition between us shook. After a moment or two I was finding his scents were exciting me and stretched out my tongue to lick his balls while his dick was pounding my throat. I heard the outer door of the restroom open but neither of us stopped. Someone entered the room and then entered the third cubicle and closed the door. I heard them moving around. I backed off the first dick for a moments breath and glanced around. I could see an eye in the second gloryhole. Watching me. Again I couldn’t see enough to ever identify the man but clearly another of the construction workers. I turned back around to continue taking the cock that was being pounded into my throat. “Yeah. Suck that dick.” The second man said.”God… what a sight.” The Eastern European man was wasting no time and I felt his balls lift up and then fire a couple quick volleys of his seed into my throat. A bit salty and bitter but I savored it and sucked it down. I wanted to lick and clean him up but he pulled back immediately, tucked his softening dick away, and hurried from the room. “Ok… my turn now.” The voice behind me said and I turned around. He had his cut dick out and was stroking it under the partition as he had watched. Now he stood up and put his dick through the drilled hole. The experience of sucking a cut dick is different from an uncut one. The sensitivity is different, the tastes are different, the feeling of the dick in your mouth and throat are different. Well, truth be told, every dick is different and requires a little different approach. This one was a bit shorter but had a very thick head… classic mushroom shape. My ass was twitching and I really wanted to feel that thick head stretching my rosebud apart. So I pulled off and offered. “Nah.” He replied. “I’m not into that. Just suck me off.” I was disappointed but returned his dick to my mouth. He seemed to like it most when I played with the rim of his bulb so I focused my attention there. He pushed into my suck with very gentle thrusts, never going too far so I could keep my tongue swirling around his cockhead. In a few minutes I heard his breathing become rapid and his thrusts became a little more erratic. He pulled back so his tip was just inside my mouth, the slit sitting on my tongue. He didn’t pulse so much as ooze his cum into my mouth. My tongue was covered in a delicious thick cream. I swirled it around in my mouth before swallowing it. I gave his head a few final wipes to clean him up and he sighed contentedly. i watched through the hole as he put his dick away. I wondered what he looked like but it didn’t really matter I decided. I had got a good look at the part of him I was most interested in. A good look and a real good taste. He started to leave the stall but then paused. “My wife and I don’t have sex much anymore…” He began. “But even when we did, she was never as good of a cocksucker as you. I’ll be sure to tell Dan that I had a good time. That was the best $20 I’ve ever spent.” I sat there confused as he left. $20? They were being charged to use me? My stranger who had fed me his dick, who had fucked me, was now making me into a whore? He was making money while getting me to “earn” another fuck? Then with a start, I realized the second piece of information that had been provided. I now knew my obsession’s name: Dan. It fit him somehow. I wasn’t sure if I minded him pimping me ou. It was discomforting but it was also a bit of a turn on. Guys (even apparently straight ones) would pay for my skills. I felt strangely flattered. I looked at my watch and realized my lunch break was over and I had to get back to work. I was disappointed that I hadn’t gotten fucked today, that second dick would have been especially nice, but maybe someone would have a go tomorrow.

Chapter 3: Conflicted I sat in my office the next day, Friday, trying to work. My eyes and attention, however, kept drifting to the clock on my desk. When I got home the day before my stomach had been torn up with guilt but I didn’t tell Thomas anything. We had dinner then watched TV on the couch until he fell asleep. We were in bed by 10:30. The mundane evening just made the thrill and excitement of the day that much more enticing. I had decided, however, that my indiscretion was a one-time slip up. I loved Thomas and would be faithful to the promises we had made. I wouldn’t betray him again and told myself that, as long as I didn’t, there was no need to damage our relationship by telling him what I had done. That bottle of lube and condom in my jacket pocket today was just s whim, a spur of the moment thing before I left for the office this morning. I wouldn’t need it. Now, however, it was getting close 11:30, the time that my stranger had told me to be back in the men’s room. Maybe I should meet him I told myself. Just to let him know I wasn't going to have sex with him. It would be rude to just stand him up. It was fifteen minutes or so until the appointed time. I stood up, grabbed my coat, and headed towards the men's toilet. As I walked I could feel the bottle of lube in my jacket pocket. There was a trembling in the pit of my stomach as I approached the rendezvous. Nothing to be nervous about, I told myself, I'm just going to tell him no. Turning the last corner into the hall where my stranger had been on the phone the day before, the hall was empty. There was a new sign saying the restroom was out of service due to renovations. The stranger had made arrangements to give us privacy. Walking past the sign, I entered the restroom but it was empty. I was early however so I leaned against the counter to wait. I imagined I could still smell the sweat and cum of yesterday's encounter, that I still taste his load on my tongue. Could still feel his pulsing in my throat as he shot. My dick was hard and I rubbed it through my pocket. Five minutes then ten minutes passed. The time of our rendezvous came and went. Still no sign of him. I waited. After another ten minutes I decided he wasn't coming. I wasn't sure why I was disappointed. I had just planned on turning him down, right? No point wasting the walk over though. I could still jack off an release a little tension. I unzipped my pants and pulled out my dick. As I stroked, I wondered how his dick would have felt inside me like he had promised. Pulling off my suit jacket I pulled out the lube and squirted a bit on my fingers. As I stroked with one hand, I slid my lubed fingers down the back of my trousers and rubbed the lube into my crack. I bet his dick would feel really good if it was doing this instead of my fingers. A bit more lube and I started to circle my hole. Teasing the tight ring I could feel it flex under my attentions. More lube. Now my finger was inside. Oh god! I wanted something bigger in there. I wanted to feel that satisfaction that only a big cock can provide. I had two fingers in my hole now as I continued to stroke my dick. Then three. Still not enough. Then I heard the outer door of the restroom open. Shit. I tucked my dick in my pants and tried to act nonchalant as the inner door opened. My hard on was clearly visible but it was all I could do. The inner door opened and he entered. I was relieved it was him and not someone who might have reported me jacking off in a restroom where I shouldn't even be. He was wearing a black button up shirt and jeans today and started to unbutton the shirt as the door closed behind him. Damn, he was as sexy as I remembered. I wanted to tell him to stop but no words came. He slipped the shirt off. His chest was as firm as I had thought and he was hairy enough to be masculine without being furry. The biohazard tat clearly visible just above his jeans. He looked at me as I stood there mutely. Other than my discarded jacket, I was still in my suit. "Um. I don't think we should..." I finally managed to say. "I have a husband..." My voice trailed off and I couldn't get the image of his cock out of my mind. "Good for you" he seemed unimpressed. He didn't put his shirt back on or start to leave. I was sure I could see the outline of his dick in his jeans. I stared. My lubed ass ring flexing involuntarily at the thought. It had been so long since I had been really, really fucked. I missed it. I needed it. My hand reached out and touched his dick of its own accord. He pushed me away again and gestured at my slacks. "Get those off."

When the top starts ramming his cock hard and fast into my hole at that point I just know that I've done my job and given him the best I can and I'm about to be rewarded with his hot cum

There's something special about watching a bottom's face as you're pumping him full of cum! Now, if only that moment could last a little longer...